Since last Saturday, I haven't really left this house/yard. I think that my walking pneumonia is creeping back up on me, and I'm literally guzzling water and tea by the gallon. So, I'm sitting here with a tattered piece of paper on the cork board to my right- a piece of paper with lots of wonderful blogging ideas that have come to me throughout the past few month... but I'm too BLAH to act on any of them at the moment.
|Not only do I want this dog, but I'm really liking the ice pack. Mines blue.|
Tonight, I plan on making another orange juice soy shake for myself, curling up and watching the Office. And I must tell you- I am rather emotional about the Office, what with Michael leaving and all, so I will also likely be crying this evening.
I'm tearing up. I'm thinking about the Dundees. And the fact that they sang him the 525,600 minutes song. But with different numbers.
Also, since being sick means that I watch TV ,( I never watch TV. I actually hate that I'm watching TV. But there's nothing else to do. And reading just doesn't work when I'm sick) I watched Maid in Manhattan today on some network. And there were ads on about the royal wedding. And I've officially gone from not caring to being wooed into the whole ordeal. So. I will watch. With tea.
In other news, there's a huge spider staying in our bedroom, which means I have been sleeping on the couch. It's not ideal, but neither is THIS creeping around your toes.
Normally, Brett would be here to capture him and put him (spiders are always male) outdoors, but alas- he is out in New York working a job. Reason #23989 why I miss my husband.
That's him. I was worried you wouldn't click on the link, and I didn't want you getting away. This picture makes him look much less terrifying than he actually is, just in case you were thinking that I was being a big baby.
That's all. Check out 'Blogs I Love' for some healthy blogs. I'll be back as soon as I feel better.