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So, I’m sick. Like either stuck in the bed because I’m sleeping 16 hours to try to get over the nastiness that is bronchitis/ear infection/sinus infection/swine flu, or I’m sitting on the couch watching TV because I just can’t lay in my bed anymore sick. Hopefully I’ll be all better soon, because I’m missing all the cool stuff. That’s the thing about cool stuff, it almost never happens unless you’re missing it, and then it’s the COOLEST stuff EVER, and you’re at home, coughing.

Screw you, coughing.

• This weekend was supposed to be an EPIC mother’s day. Okay, you know what–maybe it wasn’t going to be totally epic or anything, but it was going to be super cool–OKAY? Chevrolet invited me to the Texas Rangers baseball game, and there was a whole tent set up for mommy goodies and everything. But, I had to miss it because I couldn’t get out of bed.

Dammit.

• Tonight is my writer’s group. Even if it is getting way too big, and I wish it would shrink down some, I still love it there. I love how everyone in the room is all writer-y and they just get that you’re busting your ass in all your free time to become an actual published author or books.

But I barely feel good enough to make a sandwich. So, I will be missing that.

Dammit.

• Speaking of sandwiches. We have pretty much no food in this house right now. For breakfast, I made my daughter peanut butter graham crackers and put some raisins in there. Oh yeah, that totally happened. I would send my husband to the grocery store, but the last time I did that, he spent 400 bucks there and came home with things like WHOLE chickens.

Like I know what the hell to do with a WHOLE chicken. What do I look like? My Grandma?

Dammit.

• I finally, after three weeks, got my fence up and stained, and my deck is all finished, too. The contractors told us it would take three days, tops. What the hell? How can you misjudge a job by that much? I mean, I could believe it if they told us it would take a week and then it actually took two, but 3 days and 21 days is a huge difference, amirite?

My husband also decided in the middle of everything that one evening he needed to rebuild a rail for our deck. It looks like complete crap, but I can’t tell him that because he loves it, and it’s not like I can do anything about it NOW.

Dammit.

Okay, okay, I’m done being sick and grumpy. I promise that next blog post will only be happy thoughts. Deal?

Dammit.

I kind of like being grumpy.

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