I don't feel good.
My hand hurts where Bitty impaled me. I have neosporin on it but it's hot and red.
I got some nasty anonymous comments on that last post that I had to delete.
Personal attacks will not be tolerated on my blog. Life is hard enough without cyber bullies.
What I choose to do with my time is my choice... who I go out with, when I go out, is my choice as long as it's legal and moral.
And most things I do are.
I wasn't feeling up to meeting someone for the first time today.
I'm normally very energetic. Today I'm not. I'm dragging bad.
Maybe it is a shadow of the creeping crud that Austin has.
Maybe it's cat scratch fever. Argh.
I've had a raging case of icks today and if I want to avoid sharing that with people I will.
And if you don't like it... go read someone else's blog.
I was trying to do a favor for a friend and take some pictures of their kids for Christmas gifts... they got all snippy with me when I expressed my ideas of different locations and shots... guess my creativity was a little too much for them and I was summarily dismissed.
I just know that I hate that I don't have many pictures of me with my kids. I was always the one behind the lens... I was trying to make sure they had a few good ones. Whatever.
Why are people so mean?
And Florida lost bad today. My son didn't call me on Thanksgiving but he called to brag that his team won.
This is it. This is exactly why I hate the holidays. No good deed goes unpunished.
I truly do just want to tuck myself into my nest and not re-emerge until January 2nd.
I've been up since 3:30 am and that may have something to do with my whiny Saturday. It's out of the ordinary for me, for sure.
I'm usually a Happy Saturday girl.
Maybe I'll be a Happy Sunday girl.
Love and hugs.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
I don't feel good.
Posted by Heather at 10:37 PM