recovery

My fever broke at 10:30 this morning, and I've been fever-free ever since. YAY!! After 5 days of non-stop fever and chills and body aches, I'd almost forgotten what normal feels like. I'm still weak and I tire easily, but WHOA baby, I feel a LOT better! :)

To celebrate, Darren went out tonight after the boys were in bed. Darren HATES to leave the house once he's home, but he grabbed his keys and said, "I'm gonna go drive around." I knew what he was up to, though, and it was confirmed 10 minutes later when he returned with a Diet Vanilla Coke from Sonic. WHAT a MAN! I picked it up and the 44-ounce cup split right down the middle, dumping straight down into the intake vent in the floor. I was distraught. Seriously. I threw a mini temper-tantrum right there in the kitchen, first letting out a dramatic fake sob, then beating the wall with my fist. Aren't you proud of me? Darren picked up the cup and drove back to Sonic, told them that the cup split wide open for no reason, and they replaced it for free. Did I mention that Darren hates to go out once he's home for the night? He did it twice tonight. Twue wuv, and all that. :)

The only OTHER time I had a Sonic cup split on me was last March in Austin. I was flying down the highway in a big white van, riding shotgun. Six other friends were riding along, talking, sipping their Sonic drinks...but when I reached for my Sonic cup, it split right down the middle. My first thought was, "I can't let 44 ounces of Diet Vanilla Coke unload all over me and this dumb rental van!"... so I rolled down the window and let the cup fly. Well, that's not entirely accurate. What I actually did was try to pour the Coke OUT of the cup, but when you're flying 75 miles per hour down I-35, that's not a real bright move. Unbeknownst to me was the man in my blind spot, with his window down. My tidal wave of Coke went right into his window. Everyone is the back of the van watched the whole thing in slow motion. The van was ROCKING with laughter. "Sorry, dude. I had to do it!"

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Tonight, I tried to retrieve some photos off of my compact flash disk. Imagine my horror when I opened the drive only to find that the disk was empty. I knew I had over 200 photos on it, so I went into a state of panic. I immediately googled "missing photos on compact flash disk", and the first thing it brought up was a testimonial from a professional photographer who had lost 1200 images, but was able to retrieve them with this software. I figured I had nothing to lose, so I downloaded the free trial version, which retrieved over 700 thumbnail photos off my disk (including photos that I'd long ago deleted). I was sold, and immediately typed in my CC # to buy the software and recover my photos for real.

I was completely and totally impressed, and gushed on and on about how amazing it was. Darren cooly said, "If you understood anything about how hard disks work, you wouldn't be so impressed." Hmpf. Well, I DON"T know a thing about how they work, and I AM impressed.

Recovery... from the flu, of a wasted Diet Vanilla Coke, and of lost photos. 'Twas a good day!