Better Mood Today, Guys!
I am feeling terrific today. This weekend sucked so hard though. We had to move into our new apartment and what do you know, Saturday I was sick as a dog and my poor husband had to do about 85% of the moving by himself because I was either napping or my head was in the toilet spewing cherry kool-aid all over the place (which was awesome btw. Looked like a bloody massacre in the toilet afterwards). I felt so bad on Saturday, in fact that I called my mom, just because. That’s right, I didn’t feel good and I wanted my mommy. You wanna do something about it? I’ll take you down! I’m hormonal and mighty! I will take you DOWN!
My mom was totally cool and motherly. I appreciated it. I finally slept a black sleep after dry heaving for about 20 minutes, and putting a very drunk Jessie to bed. I was so happy to wake up energized this morning. I GOT TO EAT BREAKFAST!!!! I ATE A FRIGGIN BREAKFAST AND DIDN’T PUKE!! Then Jessie got my KFC mashed potatoes and gravy for dinner (huge craving I’ve been having for like a week) and I ate a whole container by myself. I kinda regretted it afterwards because I thought I was gonna puke, but I won and the potatoes stayed put dammit. Now the evening is winding down. I just finished watching Funny Farm and Jessie is off playing one of his ultra-nerd games. He’ll probably do that for a few hours and I needed some time to kill. Aschlie and Helen blogged their holy butts off so I thought I’d better chip in before the hate mail starts pouring in. Those bastards have a tendency to harass me.
I’m really glad that I feel so much better today, though. I was really down in the dumps yesterday, both physically and mentally. But I’m feeling very perky right now and I can’t help but wonder how long that will last. Will I be puking my spleen tomorrow or will I be ok? Will I wake up knowing that there’s a whole load of fresh stomach acid waiting to ravage my poor throat to oblivion while I’m puking said spleen? I dread to think.
On another note, I REALLY wish that I could go see that new Hannibal Rising movie with Aschlie and Helen. They are hilarious at gore-fest movies. They are all squirmy and stuff. Especially if someone sticks a bug up a sleeping woman’s nose and it lays eggs in a big pouch on the side of her neck. I still have that movie. STILL! And if either of you come visit, that’s the first thing we’re doing!
