My ever lovin' search

Behold the thing that I covet. That's right...it's Tylenol PM with Vanilla. Why on Earth would anyone covet that you ask? I have no idea. But I wan't it. I'm sure it will not taste nearly as good as I am imagining it will. And I am sure that I will not wake up the next morning feeling refreshed and well-rested. I will instead feel as if I have taken something to help me sleep...which usually translates into groggy, blurry, and stumbly the next morning. Still, I want it. I went looking for it again last night and knowing that Fred Meyer's does not have it I hit Albertson's. And then Wal-Mart. Yes, I went into Wal-Mart for this golden liquid that will probably make me smack myself and say, "Why oh why did you want this for?!" when I actually do find and buy it. Mind you I was looking for it because I am sick. It is either a head cold or stress...or a combination of both...but I needed and wanted some relief. I told my dad about this prize of prizes and he had never heard of it. "Maybe it didn't do well so they pulled it," we reasoned. Maybe. Or maybe "they" just want to taunt me. Don't ask who "they" are because I couldn't tell you--but I can tell you that whenever life isn't going the way you want it to it's always fun to blame "them" or "they" or "those guys." Try it sometime. Back on subject: I am sick. Tylenol PM with Vanilla is for sleeplessness with pain. Not stuffiness, not mucous, not coughing, not anything like that. But I was so sure it would do the trick that I went out 30 minutes before my beloved Lost started in order to try and find that which I covet. Albertson's did not have it though they did have the other same-shaped-bottle-same-stuff-but-not-with-Vanilla-in-it medicine. I sighed and decided I would muster up what little strength I had to venture in to Wal-Mart on a Wed. evening. I was not disappointed by the interesting life stuff that usually can be seen going on inside the confines of Wal-Mart. There were two kids dressed in footy pajamas hanging out of baskets, there was a very tall woman wearing a "Nancy's Trucking" jacket (go Nancy!!), and tired, confused looking people at every turn. There was not, however, any Tylenol PM with Vanilla. There was the same-shaped-bottle-same-stuff-but-not-with-Vanilla-in-it-medicine all over the place, though. See...I told you "they" taunt me.

I settled for Nyquil. I am still high from Nyquil despite taking it at 10 p.m. last night and only taking 1 instead of the recommended 2. It did not taste like Vanilla. But then, I got the pills and not the liquid. I know better.

I will find that Tylenol PM with Vanilla. I will buy it. I will take it. And I will hate myself the next morning.