Friday Confessional

 

Hey, how's it going?  It's been a week, that is for sure.  I'm ready to be done with it all right about now.  Whew!  Let's just dive in here:

•  I was sick last week.
• Okay, let me rephrase that.
• I have had horrible morning sickness
• you know, on account of the baby.
• But then I caught a nasty little stomach bug.
• Which made me even more sick.
• And by even more sick I mean it was kinda like that scene from The Exorcist around here.
• And I'm not talking when she turns her head all the way around.
• Yeah, you know the one.
• Ahem.
• But seriously.
• I was out for like three days.
• Why is this important you ask?
• I am so so far behind my Christmas schedule I seriously fear I won't get everything done in time.
• That is a terrifying thought for me!
• Every year it's the same old story
• "I know, let's save some cash.
• I'll be my cleaver, crafty self make make a bunch of presents"
• Well this year my thriftyness has come up and bitten me in the arse.
• No really, there's like 9 more days, people.
• 9 days.
• Thats all.
• Game over.
• Oh I suck at life sometimes.
• At least we've got all the shopping done
• well, except for stockings.
• But that's Santa's job anyway, right folks?
• Right?!  (wink wink)
• Anyway boo for me losing 3 days back there.
• I could have sure used them.
• And another thing.
• I don't mean to brag, 
• But I am almost positive I have the best friends on the planet.
• I'm talking the best.
• They keep me sane in all the craziness
• and support me in all my endeavors
• and just make me laugh and smile.
• So thanks, friends.  I love ya.
• And I want to get you all something pretty for Christmas.
• It might be a tad late by the time I finish, but hey, it's the thought that counts, right?!
• Right.
• 9 days, folks.
• Heaven help me.