Kiddo gave me his cold, and is typical for me the cold triggered my mild asthma into bronchitis. Despite going to the doc on Monday, my meds haven't kicked in yet and it's gotten worse, so it's horrible hacking all the time. So now I'm exhausted with hardly any sleep and my ribs hurt. ugh. Though I did have a really odd dream last night when I finally went to sleep - Orlando Bloom and I were friends (and it was him, not dressed up as Legolas or anything, even in my dream we were both married to other people and just hanging out. I knew who he was and he was still famous, and it seemed like he liked hanging with me because I wasn't being all ridiculous about it.) Anyway we were exploring a dream-sized endless hotel. One level was an amusement park ride, where the track went through a giant atrium, but all the decorations looked old and crumbling despite being told it was newly built.
I know his presence must've come from the ONE gifset on Tumblr I saw last night - which seems kind of ridiculous. There are people I see MUCH more often on Tumblr so you'd think my brain would've picked one of those, but no. The drugs may not be working for what they're meant to do, but I could have that dream again. :)
Hawaii was lovely, of course - with kiddo sickish we didn't do as much as we'd wanted to, but we still managed to find the Lego store FOUR TIMES. But now it's back to regular life, including school and soccer.
I'm sure I had more to say. ugh, brain. I should get some photos together of the trip and post some. Figures when I finally do a post that's not a fic update, I can't even remember what else I was going to say.