Sick

I think I chose tonight to blog so I don't spend the rest of my evening thinking about how my throat hurts and how my nose won't stop running. Fortunately, I have been blessed with a great immune system. I think the last time I was truly sick like this was about 3 years ago. Occasionally I get a bad headache or a little bug but this stupid sickness has been going since Saturday evening... I'm pretty sure I got this sickness from my adorable niece, Adalyn.. She is way too cute not to hug and kiss on even if she is a little sickie.. I stole a picture from my sister-in-law Heather from Adalyn's first birthday so everyone can see exactly how cute she is and why I would risk sickness to love on her.

I'm pretty sure she is pondering how cute she is in this picture.. I can't say I blame her, flaunt what you got girlfriend.

Back to my sickness.. I am such a big baby when I am sick.. I kind of remind myself of Sheldon from the Big Bang Theory.. I secretly want Penny to come and sing Soft Kitty to me.. Curt can try I guess but I doubt it would be very good.. He is a little sickly too so we currently suck as a household.. I think it is times like today which I really wish I had my Mommy here to beckon to my every need.. I don't know how moms do it honestly.. The thought of dealing with snotty, pukey kids doesn't sound fun at all.. I don't even like dealing with Curt when he is a sick puppy boy (don't tell him this if you see him because he isn't to know and he is forbidden from reading this blog... This may be a test to see if he is indeed reading.....)

I called in sick today for work and was at my desk at approximately 9:43 AM.. I wasn't there because my work made me or because I felt miraculously better or because I couldn't not think about all the insurance policy holders in the world... No, I was there because I am probably the lamest person on earth.. Each day while I work I imagine myself sleeping in my bed.. I imagine being curled up until noon everyday and having the rest of the day to do whatever.. Well today I had the whole day to do whatever and couldn't think of anything else except work and how boring my house is by myself at the crack of 8am today.. I had about 20,000 ughs before I finally got out of bed and told God that I was angry at him for making me be a good employee.. I made it through the day somehow but cursed myself every minute for not taking advantage of my day at home.. How did I become a 24 year old duck who can't spend a whole work day in bed even when I feel like death? I think this is a sign of aging..... This and my watching Dateline.. I watched a Dateline on Sunday about how people's kids reacted to certain situation.. I imagined my fake kids in every situation and it dawned on me that the kids at the show were like 17 and instead of thinking about myself at 17 I was thinking about my imaginary children at 17.. I have offically crossed the barrier of not being able to associate myself with teenagers... I am not sure to say a little prayer or cry.. It probably depends on the day..

Anywho, I guess the moral of the blog is being sick is no fun.. Being sick thinking about work is no fun either.... Being sick and not having a mommy to take care of you is no fun either...... Being sick and not having anyone to sing Soft Kitty is not the best either.. For everyone who doesn't have Penny to sing Soft Kitty, this one is for you...

Softy Kitty,

Warm Kitty,

Little Ball of Fur,

Happy Kitty,

Sleep Kitty,

Purr, Purr, Purr...

*Yawn* I am feeling sleepy and better already... I hope everyone has a nice week! As always thanks for reading and Go Cards!

H