Whatever Happened to Lazy Sunday?

The few of you that still actually read this on a daily basis may have noticed the lack of postings the past week. You probably blame me, but I blame the cold/sinus infection that has taken over my body from the lungs up. I also blame the very large project we just sold at my work which has caused me to work more than I did before this whole baby-in-stomach-thing. And finally, I blame Murphy’s Law. Usually I am overwhelmed with all of the things I DON”T have going on in my personal life. Somehow this week, anyone who could need/ask me to do something, did just that. Very strange considering the amount of time I usually spend per week adjusting the antena on the TV to get rid of snow over [insert primetime television program of the day here].

Monday – Taxes at Trent’s new accountant. I spent most of the meeting staring at her business card attempting not to spontaneously burst into flames as I read the word “supior” over and over again. The journalist in me was screaming, SPELLCHECK BEFORE YOU OK THE PROOF!!!

Tuesday – $5 for a primetime performance of “Car Wash” by the Junior Dazzlers dance group at halftime of a high school girls basketball game. The game, a bit frightening. Those girls were damn huge! But the show, adorable, of course. Baby Taquita kicked the crap out of me the whole time. Apparently she would also like to be a Junior Dazzler.

Wednesday – Prenatal yoga. I have joined the farters. Actually, I think they may ask me to be their leader.

Thursday – Original Plan: Have dinner with friends, including Theresa who was in from NY. Actual Plan: Original plan amended by Mara because she could not miss The OC. Ended up driving to Lawrence to eat pizza shuttle and watch Fox Thursday night. Tried to turn the group to Dancing with the Stars, but apparently THAT is too dorky.

Friday – Sinuses take over my body and claim their new found land in the name of Sudafed. I lay in bed for 14 hours straight in an attempt to overcome the virus, which just leads to a horrible case of bed head and tissues covering the floor. I did, however, manange to climb out of my cave long enough to get some ice cream from Sonic. A girl has to have her priorities.

Saturday/Sunday – Began the task of figuring out how we’re going to create a nursery without spending money we do not have. Involves lots of moving of furniture, cleaning, disinfecting, and not much showering. Also involves bog people on PBS.

There you go. We’re all caught up. Surprising how much I did, yet how boring it all seems…