Pity Party for one!

(Alright so this picture of Weaky in a fun inflatable crown, banging himself with a plastic rattle, has nothing to do with this post. Beside the simple fact that I would love to hide in an inflatable crown right now, and bang my head with a plastic rattle. Plus this is just too damn cute not to share right?)

Hi.

I'm still sick.

I cough. I gag. I wheeze. I sneeze. I pee. In my pants. 6 times today. Not cool.

Still have Stamp Camp tomorrow. Still working on projects. Should've done the work when I was healthy.

Which leads me to one of my favoritist quotes...

"Procrastination. It's a whole lot like Masturbation.

Seems like a really good idea in the beginning.

But in the end. Your just fucking yourself."

So that sums me up the past few days. Lethargic. Whiny. Unmotivated. Uncreative. And OH so much fun to be around.

Thanks again to Queen Mom for coming over today, not only did she entertain my kids, buy us yummy Culver's, help me prep and create for Stamp Camp, but she stole 3 bags of dirty laundry to take home. Clean and return to me tomorrow! Super Queen!

The other highlight of my day was from Face Book, alright I know, it's trendy. Damn, it's a shocker something that I am on that is trendy! (Blogger, Twitter, MySpace, FaceBook...) Anywho, my highlight of FaceBook for the week... my best friend in second grade... yes this was in addition to Maternal Mirth, Renee, D. Mudd Pimpster, there was Cindy R. she moved to Schaumburg in 1986.

So I randomly looked her up, and now we have connection! Magic of the internet! Wait till my kids are grown and I tell them about pens and paper, and how the telephone worked before texting or caller i.d.

(damn it. I just sneezed. Make that 7 times today.)

Alright this is a tired, sick, pity party for one. That is coming to an end. I would like to be in bed before double digits. 9:56 pm.

Gooo Nih.