The creeping crud? It is back.
Crap. I got cocky and eased up on my hand sanitizer and vitamin C cocktails. Since I work with children, bless their little germ laden hearts, this was like the kiss of death.
So I am freebasing Airborne, in order to (please, please, please!) nip this in the bud.
In other news, I managed to pry The Man's video-game addicted butt out of his chair yesterday, and we cleaned out the garage.
Yes, I am still amazed. I am celebrating by doing the 15 loads of laundry that have backed up since the garage got crammed with all the camping equipment that my Dad "loaned" us. And by loaned, I mean "sent home with The Man so he no longer had to store it himself."
Gah! Crankiness!
In more upbeat news, The Running? Starting again. This time, inside on my treadmill without dogs. No excuses.
About Me
- jenna sais quoi
- The random musings of a thirty-something woman who has been described as a fiesty feminist with the personal style of a fifties film vamp who can kick your ass at Scrabble. Fantastic husband? Check. Convertible? Check. Leopard print pumps with a peek-a-boo toe? Check. Red lipstick addiction? Check. What more could a girl ever want?
2 comments:
Boo on colds! Yay for running! Me too! Although I can only make it about a fourth of a mile before my lungs catch fire. I'm trying!
Dude. I second the motion.
Yay right back atcha for the running (with the lungs on fire!)
Of course, now I have that thing where you laugh and it turns into a cough. Which sucks, because...well, I tend to laugh a lot.
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