Cute

as a stinking button

:(

Health? Are you there? Somewhere?

Nonsense

In an hour I have to go get my laundry, switch it to the dryers. What am I going to eat tonight? I wonder if Rob will eat at school or if he'll be hungry when he gets home. I have to finish studying that one chapter. I'm glad I went to that study session today. After school is over I can just do whatever. I think I'll craft. I wonder how long before I should be running with the whole bronchitis thing. Is there a Kohls in Tyler? Anywhere to spend Black Friday? I can't wait for the stuffing, I hope there is good stuffing. I wish I'd stop coughing. I forgot there was macaroni in the fridge. Guess I could eat that. It has a weird texture. Whatever, weird textured macaroni it is.

Breathing is hard

Last week it was the flu. Just got home from the doctor and it looks like this week it'll be bronchitis and strep...secondary to the flu.

Thanks a lot Influenza A.

Bring on the antibiotics and inhaler because I'm still going to see New Moon tomorrow at 10am. Maybe. Hopefully.

Ta da!

School has taken over.

Solutions: Signed up for dance class, looking into book club (at Book People) and...crafts?

I've never been really crafty. I can draw, I love calligraphy and crap like that but never crafts. Glue guns? Buttons? I've just never been interested. Then I went to visit my sister-in-law, Emilee, and realized, I need to learn how to make stuff. I just do. Anyway, so this are my first sad attempts. But I'm hopeful and actually really excited about making other stuff. I figure, even if it doesn't turn out the way I want it to, I still made it, and its still something to do that isn't school.

Sniffle, sniffle?

Is it wrong that I tried to convince Rob to stay home from class because I was sent home from class for getting all green in the face when someone decided to heat up a bean burrito? Did I mention it was a cafeteria bean burrito? Are you nodding your head in understanding now?

I mean, this is the third day of spending 13+ hours sleeping and the remainder of the time sitting on the couch, occasionally reading my Med-Surg textbook (woo, pleural effusion!). Is it so bad that I think Rob's time is better spent making jokes about my illness and watching movies like, Short Circuit in 20 minutes. Did you know the Indian guy in that movie, is actually a white guy, with a really terrible accent? Anyway, one of my classmates told me she was going to make me Hen soup and that it would cure me in one day. One day? I don't care what derivative of poultry I have to eat, I'll do it (except those really gross chicken feet they sell at HEB).

Well, all this typing and I'm ready for another nap...after I call Rob and send out another attempt to convince him that while he may be learning about the law at school, here at home he can learn about the Flu and how to manage symptoms for his poor, pathetic wife.

He'll be back.

Hopefully with Gingerale.

Dear Santa...

Eh? Eh?

Ahh

So, lately Rob has been trying to encourage me to take a dance class because I really haven't taken a real dance class in years. I've danced my whole life and even taught classes...so why am I scared to death to go into this class?! Its a moderately professional studio (actually its through Ballet Austin which is a professional company, but I don't know the level of difficulty for the classes they offer)and I feel like I am going to literally explode with anxiety. I keep envisioning scenarios of the teacher yelling, "What do you mean you're a DANCER, you suck! Leave! Its embarrassing!" I think I'll pray that doesn't happen. Maybe if its really terrible in the middle I can just sprint out without anyone getting a good look at my face.

This post should be dedicated to the anxiety-prone VanBlargan side of my family...

Buzz buzz...can i have a free burrito?

Honey and the Bee. Aren't we clever? OR aren't we poor and have very limited creativity?



There were lots of Bee's out that night searching for fellow bees...



And then of course there was Pooh. I think his honey pot may have been spiked (or maybe completed substituted with Jack Daniels), but the reunion between him and Rob was met with a beautiful hug and a "I've been looking for you ALL night!" Although in this picture he looks more like a serpent Pooh ready to suck your blood...but it's Halloween, so whatever.



And finally there was the, If-you-wear-anything-that-resembles-foil-or-even-silver-something-get-a-free-burrito-at-Chipotle.
99 cent silver wrapping paper? Don't mind if I do! Thanks Chipotle! Free burrito=happy husband.