I've been sitting here for the past 15 minutes trying to come up with an opening line.
And there it is with all it's anticlimatic glory.
I blame the cold meds.
Seriously, who gets sick when it's 90 degrees outside?!
I've been home from work the last two days.
Just me, the dogs and cat, a roll of toilet paper because we don't have tissues, a pack of Hall's Breezers and generic severe cold medicine.
Craziest party I've ever attended.
But hey, it's not been all bad.
Being sick forces me to lay on the couch, snuggled up in a blanket catching up on crime shows.
Just livin' the dream, my friends. Livin' the dream.
And this week I'm saying "It's OK":
To take a couple days off work to be sick. I don't know why I always feel bad for missing work.
To eat Hall's Breezers like candy. Shawn told me they'd give me a cavity if I ate too many. I told him I'd take a cavity over being sick any day.
To work out in an attempt to sweat out the sickness. It didn't work unfortunately.
To never get tired of crime shows.
To not settle.
To be sad that I'll miss the first Buckeye game of the season for a wedding.
To not have a lot to say.
Congratulations to Jennifer for winning Jackie's Starbucks and nail polish giveaway!
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