“Hon.  That guy at the check-out was so distracted by my beauty that I had to ask for the reciept 3 times!  He wouldn’t stop staring at me!  Dude.  Just do your job!”

“Maybe he was thinking, My God.  Look at that ZIT!”

…

“Asshole.”

Idea stolen from here.

12 Toy Mousies

11 Non-sexual references to balls (rum, peanut butter, ornamental, etc.)

10 Drunk Relatives

9 Shopping bags of presents

8 Meals worth of leftovers

7 Strings of lights

6 Cords of firewood

5 Bottles of wiiiiiiiine

4 Broken Ornaments

3 Allergic Reactions

2 Stoned Cats

and a fat squirrel living in the new birdhouse.

I can’t move.  I’m so tired.  I spent all day yesterday on the couch and today isn’t looking much better.  My arms and legs hurt, walking up the stairs is like a ten minute activity, and I can’t stop yawning.  My attention span is that of a flea.  I’ve been writing this post for 30 minutes already and it’s only a few lines.

I’ve been wearing the same shirt since Tuesday night.  I was running a fever yesterday, but so far today no fever.  Just a headache and body ache and ache, ache, ache!  It sucks.

Tonight we’re supposed to have dinner with Steph and FP and I’m not missing it.  I haven’t seen them since the summer!  So I’m staying put on this couch until I have to leave and I better be healed by then.

Gotta go rest!