Sinus Infections Are Fun



Welcome to my world. Put up your feet and watch the Food Network with me! Don’t be afraid of the productive coughing, the humidifier, snotty tissues and bad attitude. It’s fun here! I promise!

– photo by the miserable husband who desperately wants to escape




I had a bizarro dream last night. I blame my raging sinus infection. The pressure in my cranium is so intense, it is forcing neuron synapses in my dream sector, resulting in Rawwwrrr, PPD (Pregnancy Porn Dreams)! Oh, the google searches that will ensue!

Ok, it really wasn’t a porn dream, but it was beyond strange. D and I were at a bar, where we hit it off with Uma Thurman and some short Asian man. So, the four of us decide to go back this huge bustling hotel. Like this kind of behavior was totally normal, or something? CLEARLY, this three-week long battle with my sinuses has turned me into a freaky-dream sicko.

We got back to the hotel room and all hopped in the sack in our skivvies. I noticed Uma was getting all of D’s attention! I yelled “HELLOOOO, I’m over here, assholes!”, which made the short Asian man give me quite the lusting look. Come to think of it, it was Long Duk Dong from Sixteen Candles. I was very much NOT into the Donger, so I pretended to be asleep. Well, would you want to get with this? Then, all of the sudden, Uma was professing her love to me and I had to bail. I got up to leave the room and noticed around 100 people staring at us through a huge window.

What in the hell?

The good news is that I officially have been put on antibiotics to help fight the infection, and don’t worry, it’s Pregnancy Category B, my doctor said it is perfectly safe and my internet searches consisting of

Amoxicillin Sinus Infections
Amoxicillin Birth Defects
Amoxicillin Pregnancy
Amoxicillin Placenta
Amoxicillin Teratogenic Effects
Amoxicillin Dosing
Amoxicillin Pregnancy Issues
Amoxicillin Pregnancy Complaints

haven’t scared me into my normal hypochondriac mania. Here’s to feeling better in the near future. Cheers!


My Apologies to 58.9% of You


First and foremost, I’m trying not to be the “I told you so” type, but to all my family and close friends, I TOLD YOU SO! I knew it. I knew it. I knew it! Mama Whoorl is quite intuitive, folks. Too bad Papa Whoorl didn’t possess the same instincts.

Ok, the time has come! Let’s take a gander at the ultrasound photos.

Awwww, look how cute!!


Crossing the legs, just like Daddy.


Count ’em, five little fingers.


And the Piece de Resistance…DRUMROLL, PLEASE….


HOT DOG CITY! It’s a Whoorlito!


Urban Outfitters Is Making a Mockery of Me!


After my rant last week regarding stretch leggings, look what appeared in my inbox today.