A Very Sicky Tuesday

Last night I had the intention to get home from work and write the most amazing blog post you've ever read in all of your life.

And then something happened called "Sneezing 47 Times in 3 Minutes" and I sneezed out all of my good ideas. Plus, the sneezing and the nose-blowing and the misery didn't really put me in the mood to write a life-changing blog and so I ended up just swimming in kleenex all night and making joyful noises to the Lord with my nasal congestion.

I'm quite certain that Grant has never been more attracted to me.

I left work early yesterday since I was feeling so yucky. I'm back at work this morning in what some people may call a "heavily medicated state" so I'm sure that I will do a fantastic job today in all things that I do and also I will act totally normal and not at all drowsy.

The only thing that has peaked my interest this morning is the fact that Prince William and Kate Middleton are now engaged and plan to be married in 2011.

You know what I love? WEDDINGS.

You know what else I find fascinating? THE ROYALS.

A Royal Wedding?! It's like combining the Oscar's, the Miss American Pageant, and Disney Princesses all in one :) I'm excited about this. Very excited.

You know what else I'm excited about? The fact that I'm going to eat soup for lunch. Because I'm sicky and cold. And soup will make me feel better.

I'm ending this post now because it is pathetic.

I'm fully expecting for one of you to leave a comment that says "You're pathetic".

Exhausted to the 12th Degree

I haven't written a blog post in a week.

I've tried on several occasions but I've failed. I would sit down to write and get about a paragraph out and then I realized I have nothing else to say that is of any interest to anyone, including myself.

I've been walking around like a zombie for the last week. Zombie may be an exaggeration. I've been walking around like a dead person for the last week.

Nothing bad is happening, it's just that alot is HAPPENING, period. I have work related obligations and family functions and church responsibilities and exercising and cleaning house and making meals and cheering Grant on at a golf tournament that was MUCH HOTTER than I thought it would be. (By the way, he did GREAT at his first "real" tournament. Didn't make the Sunday cut but he had a great performance!). Yesterday I spent 8 hours at church for a variety of reasons. I was supposed to go grocery shopping after the 8th hour but I called Grant and told him that I may fall over dead in HEB if I were to grocery shop. Which is saying something because, as previously stated, I am already a walking dead person as it is.

Among all the activities I've listed, I'd like for you to factor into the equation something I like to call DRUGS. Benadryl. Claritin. Alavert. Zyrtex. Tylenol. And on the 8th day, God made Tylenol PM. And it was good.

Ya see, about 10 days ago my ears and nose and head filled up with snot and I heard a voice somewhere deep inside say to me, "JEN! It's us!! Your allergies!! You didn't think you would make it through October without US did you?!? We're HERE! And we're here to STAY!".

I'd like to state for the record that I do realize that I just personified mucus and I realize that this absurd and disgusting and I blame the drug-induced state that I am currently in.

I also omitted mascara today as it is pointless.

I look beautiful.