I suck at being sick, I really do.

Put down the iPhone, turn off twitter, close your feed reader…

Shut it all down, shut it all off and go be good to yourself for an hour. You do not have to do that one more thing, take care of this one last item. Just… pause. You’ll thank yourself for it, I promise.

So I rang in the new year with good friends, good wine, good music. Then came home and had a rollicking bout of butt sex with the Man.

So, anyhow. I was insane busy today and when I finally stopped and looked at the clock and realized it was almost five and I hadn’t eaten and I was feeling like shit, I hit the pause button.

And because I’m retarded I took a video of how my coffee machine makes cappuccino.

And now I’m sharing it with you.

Because coffee makes me happy. And I’m retarded.

We were doing all the Christmas decorations and stuff today; tree, wreaths, lights, garlands around the balcony rail. All the fun stuff. And I was, of course, snapping pictures.

It’s a flurry of flakes, like little angry ice stars, pelting anyone who dares step outside, tap, tap, tapping against the glass.

Taylor seems to be enjoying me being sick. Sounds weird, right? And it’s not that he likes me feeling crappy so much as he seems to find me cute when I’m miserable, even when it’s a cold that’s doing it and not him. Red nose, trailing tissues, fuzzy blanket, pathetic pout…

Still, I am cleaning and writing reviews, even if I am doing it juiced on Theraflu and VapoRub and wearing a flannel shirt four sizes too big for me.

It’s bad enough my snootch is out of order, I don’t need a cold/flu on top of it, damn it!

And, man, let me tell you, having the snootch out of order is the suck. It’s like it’s sucked everything sexual right out of me.

Omg, it’s snowing! I love snow. Love. Lovelovelovelovelove!

I really have nothing to say — I just wanted to use this icon.

I’m sort of an icon whore.

I went out and bought all new bedding today. New sheets and pillow cases and comforters. I can’t WAIT to go to bed.

Happy Half Nekkid Thanksgiving!

A heads up.  I haz a contest going on at the other blog, the work blog.  Put up a banner and leave a comment with the link and you could win totally fucking cool, stainless steel toys.  Leave the comment there, not here.
See?
It’s easy.  And the prizes are unbelievably awesome.
Stainless steel.  For your ass.

Let’s do bullets, shall we?

This is my new coffee cup.  No, it’s not a paper cup.  It just looks like one.  It is a porcelain cup with a silicone cover.  So I can feel like I ran down the road for a coffee but I really didn’t.  Or I can take it down the road [...]

….just how is a person supposed to blog or tweet or anything at all with this… this… cute… annoying… adorable… CREATURE… in their bed?

That is all.

I saw this picture and it suited how I feel today just fucking perfectly.
Dragged down, wore out and mind numbingly tired.
I’ve actually been feeling that way since the whole Daylight Savings Time ends/fall back thingy.
It’s freaking dark at like…  noon.  *blink*
The days drag on endlessly.  Except from like eight til midnight.
It’s crazy.
Like, right now, it’s seven o’clock [...]

Have I mentioned that I love lazy Sundays in bed?
I do.
This morning I got up, let the dogs out, made some coffee, let the dogs back in, grabbed my mug and headed back to the bedroom.  Taylor was like…  ”You’re going back to bed????” and before I could even say anything, he was like…  ”well, [...]

Fonder, they say.  But in the world of blogging I’m thinking not so much.
I can’t help it, guys.  I’m busy as hell lately and the ol’ blog is suffering.  I don’t want to fill it with “oh, gee, sorry I’m not here, see ya soon” sort of posts but that’s exactly what I seem to [...]

Ok. I have NO idea what’s up with my photo plug in but it’s doing weird stuff on that last post. So.  Take two.
Flopped out on the bed with the laptoppy.  See the purty cupping bruises?  Ignore the fat ass. :P
Cupping was way more fun than I thought it would be.  Relaxing…  right up until [...]

Ahh.  Sunday.
Lay in bed until you can’t lay there anymore day.
Unfortunately I got cat hair in my eye and it’s now itchy and swollen and I look vaguely like a monster.  I’m supposed to do a video review today so I’m REALLY hoping this goes away.
Last night was good.  Taylor and I didn’t do any [...]

…of laundry.
That’s what I did today.
Mountains of it.  Some of it even still smelled like campfire.
I was just a wee bit behind on household chores.
*blink*
The resulting clean house, however, makes it worth both the incessant loading, unloading, folding, hanging, loading, unloading, folding, hanging, etc, etc and the ballooned up lip I got yesterday.
No, Taylor didn’t [...]

So I’m on my lunch break, sitting outside on my balcony with the laptoppy, a steaming mug of french vanilla java, homemade chocolate chip cookies, a smoke (yes, I started again. shame. fuck off) and the urge to sigh a big, huge sigh of relief.
You would think that working from home would be easy.
And, yanno, [...]

Camping was an absolute blast.
It ended up being just Taylor and I since our friends, one by one, dropped out.  (Not cuz we smell bad or anything.  Just a lot of sickness and emergency work calls and whatnot)  But it was good.
We headed out on the bike around nine in the morning and were there [...]