It is I – the absent blogger!
My sincerest apologies for my prolonged absence over the past…week or so. My real life – as opposed to my virtual life - has been unbelievably busy!
At work, our busiest season is fast approaching. And the person in charge of said season recently left our company to pursue another career. Which leaves me, my boss, and our department in charge of the entire thing – with only two weeks notice!
It’s challenging learning new things, and I am enjoying myself. I will be working more hours, though, so I’m left with less time to blog.
However, my boss “made” me take an extra week off this December. Our office also closes the week of Christmas Eve to New Year’s, so combined, I have two weeks off!
I’ve just finished the first week, and I’m looking forward to the second.
I know you are probably thinking, “Well, if you’ve had all this time off, why haven’t we heard from you?”
That’s because I’ve been SO busy! I worked last Monday, and Mom and I went Christmas shopping on Tuesday, as we had originally planned. However, Mom’s car decided to STOP working on her, and so I became Mom’s chauffeur for the next couple of days!
Mom had a LOT of errands to run!
I always have such a good time with Mom, so it was really nice to spend time with her during the holiday season. We also saw a sappy Christmas movie, The Perfect Holiday, with Candice.
This past Thursday (and EARLY) Friday morning, Brett, Angie, and I went to see I Am Legend and (at 12:02 a.m., Friday morning) the very first showing of National Treasure 2. It was us, and about 100 or so teenagers from local church youth groups.
In other news, I’ve got one heck of a cold. I’m not sure where I picked it up, but it’s got me sneezing and blowing my nose. Not to mention the head congestion!
I’ve been self-medicating myself with various doses of Dayquil, Nyquil, and 44M. Actually, when I’m in my drug induced haze, I have no idea I have a cold.
Mom says I’m in denial.
Apparently, it’s quite obvious to others that I have a cold.
Even my husband, who has the nurturing ability of a Venus flytrap, asked, “Are you okay?”
It’s a rare concession, as Brett is (undoubtedly) the WORST nurse. It’s not that he doesn’t care. He just “forgets” that I’m sick. It’s more absentminded neglect than anything.
Fortunately, I have a high-pitched whine that I bring out only when I CANNOT TAKE IT ANYMORE, AND YOU WILL TAKE CARE OF ME IF I HAVE TO SCREAM AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS UNTIL THE NEIGHBORS CALL THE POLICE.
Hidey-ho…you know, I told him that if I’m ever incapacitated to put me in a nursing home, since I would die from neglect if he tried to take care of me himself.
Hey, if something DOES happen to me, could somebody PLEASE check on me and talk Brett into setting me up at a nursing home? PLEASE?!!!
So, it’s Saturday, and I’ve got a full day of wrapping gifts ahead of me, along with what I hope will be LONG cold medicine-induced naps.
I just wanted to get everybody caught up while I’m still in clear-head mode.
I hope to blog more in the next few days…although, I’ve got holiday parties up the whazoo and a baby shower TWO DAYS AFTER CHRISTMAS!!!
Pray for me…if you get a chance. Thanks!
In case I don’t get on here again until after Christmas… Merry Christmas to you and yours – from me and the Venus flytrap.