The last week has been pretty crazy for me. I got sick almost two weeks ago, which really sucked. For about 4 days, I was totally in limbo.. not quite sick, not quite healthy. Last Friday, it really hit me though, so on Monday my Mom sent some Buckley’s in the mail. Here I am now, almost back to 100% except for some random coughing, and the package has just arrived here today. Figures, eh? :)

I went shopping in Oxford last Saturday, hoping to pick up a few things but it was a bust. I really want a brown or tan or oatmeal coloured sweater dress, and a big belt to pair with it.. but I am having trouble finding anything I actually LIKE. I also wanted more tights, and a few sweaters for winter. I am still intending on planning a shopping excursion to Birmingham with all the girls, so I might find something then.. hopefully!

Sunday, Tim and I went to London to see a Chelsea game with his Dad and his Dad’s wife. It started out as the day from hell, honestly. We got the taxi at 10, to the station for a 10:38 train. Now, let me point out that trains are usually AT LEAST 5 minutes late. So we had MORE than enough time. Of course, we ended up getting the worst taxi driver ever, who was the most passive driver ever.. letting cars in front of him and slowing down for yellow lights. We got to the station at about 10:30, but we had no cash, so I ran in to use the machine. The only cash machine in the station was out of order! So the taxi driver had to drive us to another cash machine. We got back to the station and purchased our tickets at 10:42. If the train would have been late like usual, we would have been fine. But no, it was already gone :( The next express to London was in an hour, but there was a slow train at 11. So we decided to get on that one, even though it was 20 minutes late!!!!!!!!! We were planning to get off at Reading and get a fast train from there to London, and when we were like 10 mins from Reading, the 11:38 express went speeding by us :| We ended up getting to London around 12:40, an hour later than we expected. It was SUCH a pain. We had enough time for a few drinks at Paddington and a Pasty, then get on the tube to Stamford Bridge. We watched the game, which was fun, I never enjoy watching football on the tv but live it’s not bad. After the game, we went back to Didcot and had dinner at an Indian there. Still haven’t found a place that both Tim and I agree on though!

Monday was Tim’s birthday, but we didn’t do much. We got KFC because he wanted it for dinner, although I am trying to eat healthy. I got him two Ben Sherman tshirts, tickets for the Stamford Bridge stadium tour, and a Tefal pan for him to make scrambled eggs in. He wanted it! We’re holding a party tomorrow night, which should be fun. I have some baking to do for that.. so I have been eating salads and Special K in preparation for pigging out!

This week at work has been nuts. I went from having tasks reassigned to me so that I had something to do, to being swamped between tasks and helping my brother (over the phone) set up Fedora on 4 Poweredge 2650s and a 1750. We’re not done, so we’re behind schedule, but what can ya do?

I would love to make this post longer, but my head is a-pounding. More tomorrow hopefully, if not, Sunday!