I had a lovely restaurant post planned for tonight. But I’ve been in bed all day with a fiery fever. Instead of writing something wonderful, I really just wish I had a cute male nurse to apply this:
Is it feed a fever starve a cold? I learned in my nutrition course that your basal metabolic rate goes up when your body is fighting a fever. Good thing too, because all I want are lotsandlots of these:
Except, the kind with white bread and processed cheese. I tried to eat cottage cheese for dinner. Let me just say that did not go over well.
I’ve watched four movies today:
1. Scott Pilgrim vs The World. I wanted to love this because it’s set in Toronto. But dude from Arrested Development is just really irritating.
2. Catfish. Awesome documentary about this guy and a family he meets on Facebook. I had no idea what to expect going in and was pleasantly (if not creepily) surprised.
3. UP. I hear this is really good, but truth of the matter is I just don’t like computer animation. I turned it off because the kid’s high pitched voice was making my headache worse.
4. Whip It. Totally recommend. Love all the actors in this movie and it’s got a great soundtrack to boot.
Not sure if it’s the fever, but I’ve also made the executive decision to go back to my blonde roots.
But not the mullet.
Here’s hoping my next post makes a little more sense. If you know any cute male nurses, please send them my way.