Because My Body Hates Me

So my son is sick, and since we all live in close quarters, it stands to reason that I would get sick as well. Which I did. I woke up this morning with a wicked sore throat, my body aching all over. Luckily, I fell back asleep and woke up without the throat problems, but my body still feels like I was tortured by the Marquis De Sade.

So yeah, it was fun wading through the hordes of grocery shoppers today. I managed to get through it without killing anyone or their snotty little kids. I also managed to keep our spending to about a hundred bucks, which rocked. Now I just have to last until November 6, which is our next shopping trip. And it is going to pain me to go because Costco has all manner of kitchen stuff that I need, like awesome new knives, pots and pans, and new baking accessories. Ennnnnhhhhh.......I will resist, though. Except maybe the knives. My knife set is a bloody disgrace.

Now I'm just sitting here, deciding on whether or not I want to go to sleep or watch the "Green Hornet". Oh crap, I still need to shower as well. I do NOT want to move. This may pose a problem.

My dog is sitting at my feet, looking at me like I'm a spaz. He's probably right.