the flu sucks

I have been sick for days now. Literally only leaving bed to go to the couch or the bathroom. Food and drink refuse to stay in me, always making the most violent escape possible. My head is killing me and my mouth has sores from the fever. I'm hot and cold at the same time and these body aches are going to be the death of me.

Thank goodness for wireless internet so that when I'm not drowning in a fever haze I can play Farmville, whine on Facebook, and blog about my condition.

What I really want to be doing is sleeping on the couch in my parents' den with my head on my mommy's lap and my feet on my daddy. A cup of half drank tea on the snack table accompanied by a few un-eaten saltine crackers....

This is the worst part about being an adult.

Don't get me wrong, Lord Hill does a fabulous job of taking care of me. He did a ton of running back and forth before the flu grabbed a hold of him yesterday.

But, there is something about being sick that literally makes my shaky voice say "I want my mommy!"

With her being as sick as she is, this has really hit home harder than ever. At least I can call her and whine and have her shush me and calm me down. One day, hopefully not for a long long time, I won't have that option any more. It really makes me appreciate her and all the moms out there who sacrifice their own health and put their own ailments aside to take care of their kids.

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I've Been Slacking

I'm not just talking about with my blog either.
I have let the apartment fall to ruins again.
I've just been stressed and busy with work and what not and then Lord Hill got sick last Thursday and has been no help (can't blame him b/c like I said, he's sick) and in an inevtiable turn of events I wound up getting sick as well. I have been spending all of my free time in bed and just got up to grab a cup of tea when I realized that my favorite mug is burried at the bottom of my sink, and I tripped over several "things" on my way to the kitchen.

I am feeling very overwhelmed and disapointed in myself. I have to kick this virus's ass and then kick my own ass into gear.

I got a fabulous hair cut last week and it really perked me up and I thought I'd be well on my way to doing so much better in the "lady" aspect of the journey. My nails are done, I gave myself an at home budget friendly mani pedi and I have some new clothes to rock...

Ugh. Someone come find my favorite mug for me?  This is what it looks like... I think it's under the pot and the cookie sheet next to the glasses and forks.