Hi.  It’s me…That girl that was blogging consistently for a while and then fell off the internet.  Yes, it is possible to fall of the internet.  See, I had this plan a few months ago.  It was great…I was going to water this little plant of mine that I like to call a blog, (but what is really just lots and lots of words about nothing put together in run-on sentences) and I was going to watch it grow and thrive and succeed because let’s face it, this is the closest thing in my life right now that resembles having a kid. Um….what? Nevermind.  I wanted to nurture my blog! And dag gummit, I was going to!!!!

Then I got sick.

No, it was not the flu, it was not pneumonia, it was a cold.  A cold.  A cold that took me down HARD.  A cold that made me fall off the internet.  A cold that made me go to bed at 10PM instead of 1AM, a cold that made me wonder about my nose’s ability to be rational…because what nose in their right mind decides to masquerade as a faucet?  I still don’t know what it was thinking.

I’m about three weeks into this cold, and I’m still not in the hundees when it comes to percentage.  I get better and then I get worse again and then I get better and then my body says “April fools!” to which I respond by yelling back angrily “IT’S OCTOBER!”

Right now I’m on the upswing again…and I’m hoping it’s going to stick…but who knows really?  Cause when your immune system looks like this……

Rather than this…..

Anything is possible.

I decided that since I haven’t written in a while though, I might as well catch you up on things that have been happening and things that I’ve been thinking lately.  Hold on to your hats, seats, and shoes ladies and gentlemen…because what you are about to read is without a doubt…riveting.

5.  It’s Fall now.  Yes, I know that technically it’s been fall since September 22^nd, but in reality…it has NOT.  I have been absolutely indignant with the Indian summer here for the past couple weeks.  I was pretty much determined from the beginning on wearing my sweaters, and boots, and lighting my autumn scented candles, and bundling up under blankets while watching football no matter how high into the 80’s the weather was.  However, now that it’s almost November, the weather has finally cooled off, leaving the air chilly and crisp, the leaves brilliantly red and orange, and I can successfully wear a sweater without….sweating?…I live a life of glamor obviously.  I just love this time of year.  The heater comes on and I get so excited because in my opinion, the smell of the heater is something that cannot be beat.

17.  Limiting my hours in the day from 8:00  to 10:00 rather than 8:00 to 1:00 or 2:00 really makes one prioritize…It also might make one a little more road rage-y while driving home from work….but not me of course.  It just might make….Someone be that way.

8.  I’ve tried writing a few times over the past month, and almost every time I fell asleep while typing.  I’m uh, probably the coolest.

13.  Getting out of bed in the morning is not my love language.

4.  I put Christmas music on my phone…I. Can’t. Handle. The. Excitement.

9.  This morning I spilled coffee into my eyeball.  It stung for a solid forty minutes afterward.  I felt like crying and giving myself a round of applause.  I did neither one of those things.  I might have sputtered though.

6.  I decided that I’m no longer going to paint my nails.  Because five minutes after I do it, they chip.  And usually I’m too lazy to take the polish off once I get it on.  At some points in my adulthood life I’ve probably gone 3 months with one teeny, tiny, single speck of color on a single finger nail…just waiting for it to fall off.  Like I said above, I live a life of glamor.

3.  Fantasy football is legitimately serious business.  I have never played football professionally.  I’ve been begged by NFL scouts to sign contracts and join their teams…But in the end I just really didn’t feel like any of the teams were a great fit for me.  So instead I’ve been playing Fantasy football…and I might be competitive….Like, I might have almost fought Colin over the Saints defense.

25.  I got a flu shot recently.  My arm is mad at me now.  And my immune system…

 

Is frightened.

Love,

Caffeinated eyeball.