What Happens When You Write A Post With A Plugged Head

If you have ever wondered what you get when you cross a horse with a write a blog post on Day 5 of Killer Congestion Flu, this is what you get:

Why helllllooooooo my dear blog readers of which I believe number 5? Maybe only 4, I don’t count. ROLL CALL! Who’s here? Leave a comment, don’t be shy!

What’s that smell? Got me, I haven’t smelled anything in the last 4 days unless you count red onion that really? is purple, come on food naming people! or garlic, both of which I could not get out of my head (nostrils?) for hours. However if I had to guess, it’s either peppermint, eucalyptus, or something in the bottom of the cup that’s been there since Thursday because DH has (up until today) taken over dish washing duty. And GUESS WHAT?!

I decided to try to do the whole Flylady “shining your sink” in January thing, and was doing SO SO great! Once I had to ask DH to do it (and he did! Well… the dishes, let’s not get picky about the shining part) but for the last 4 days I have been wiped out with some killer bug. (How bad was it? BAD. Bad enough to raise the thermometer over 103. Bad enough that the kids listened to Daddy and really left me alone. Bad enough that I don’t really remember Friday. And yes, The Boy was in my care for 6+ hours that day…)

ANYway… Where was I? My sink! So yes, I was comatose for most of the weekend, but GUESS WHAT? Without me even asking, he kept up with the dishes!! SO, look look look:

So, do you want one of your own? Check out to your right for a coupon code towards the AWESOME scrapbooking program I used to create that in NO TIME at all! Not only do you get $10 off, but it includes $10 towards their online store if you want to get additional goodies! There’s a lot of free/.99 items there, so it can go a loooong way!

Ok, wait wait wait. One thing I have GOT to tell you. Awhile back I did a post that included a poem. Well guess what.

We have resolution!!

The poem was about the the loss (?) of a friend for unknown reasons. That nagging feeling when you lose touch with someone and can’t reconnect and you’re not sure why. This was particularly devastating because this friend was soooo special to me for soooo many reasons, in sooooo many ways. I can’t describe it. And so to lose (so I thought) that friendship with no closure? Heartbreaking. On a daily basis. It truly was as if she had died, and just about daily there were reminders of her. (Actually, it was daily, because there were nights where I would say to myself “YES! I made it a whole day without thinking of – DOH!”)

OK, the point to that? If you’re not sure why someone isn’t communicating much with you, but think you might know, but aren’t sure, ASK. Directly. And do NOT give up until you have a direct answer. Because there’s a (very good) chance they are going through the same thing you are.

Is it more complicated then that? In ways, yes. But it doesn’t stop the fact that it could have been cut short if I had followed my above advice!

Wow. I have totally killed exclamation points, caps, and the letter ‘o’ today. I think that’s a sign I need to continue my goal to rehydrate. I want a Wii, have I told you that? I’ve lost about 4 pounds and I can’t help but think if I had a Wii to move and groove to I could lose more, and maybe it’s not “real” exercise but any movement is better then no movement, right?

Oh, and a big shout out thanks to Jenn (one half of Jenn and Casey) for getting my back on this again! Otherwise I would never have graced you with my lovely presence! (I’m going to regret reading this in the morning/whenever I’m feeling normal again, aren’t I?)

Ha. Me. Normal. *snicker*

Remember, leave a comment so I can oooh and ahhh if I hit a whole hand worth of people reading me! 🙂 And thanks! ❤

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About growingintome

Oh goodness... where to start! I am a preschool teacher with three little rugrats. A loving (usually!) wife. A Flybaby-in-training. Fascinated by natural childbirth and breastfeeding. Working on improving my knitting and crocheting. Would love to learn to play the piano and guitar. Dreaming of being a sign language interpreter. Totally amateur blogger. In case you didn't guess.
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3 Responses to What Happens When You Write A Post With A Plugged Head

  1. Dana L. Fay says:

    So how are you feeling now, sweetie? Better, I hope!

  2. Haha. I read this awhile ago, but am just now on the silly computer to comment. I hope you’re feeling all better, and i’m pretty sure another post is due 😉

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