I've been sick practically all week. It's not strep or tonsillitis this time (imagine that), though the regular pea-sized nodules were practically blueberry-sized earlier this week. I even had to call in sick half the week... crazy. And I'm sick of it.
So my week's adventures have consisted of the following:
On my kindle, I'm currently reading this:
And on the television between NyQuil induced comas, I've been catching up on these:
On the internet, I've been entertained with these:
I think she can't decide whether to be angry that I'm cramping her style, or glad that I'm home and have her favorite blanket out. I gave her a break earlier and went to get a pedicure for which I think she was very grateful.
I think I'm finally on the mend and life can resume tomorrow... good timing since I have tickets to see Miranda Lambert in NJ!!!