Three Hours and 40 minutes until Disneyland!

I am still here, but I am so out of here. I haven’t been to the DL in a BAZILLION MAILLION YEARS! I was disappointed to have to disinvite Gary, he has two exams and a term paper due on Monday and that inherently precludes gallivanting around the countryside, riding plastic elephants. So, sadly, the Abs will have to wait to experience Disneyland. Not that she’s really going to get anything out of it at seven months old. But it still would have been fun.

I am getting exactly enough from my tax return to pay off ALL of the hospital bills AND my Gap card. How awesome is that? That only leaves me with the unholy Visa Bill, the Discover and the MOR card which will be paid off by April (The MOR card, not all three). SWEET!

The Forum Drama has been awesome, PONY HATRED FTW? And who is this Red Dragon, reborn sleeping dragon? Dragon person? Getting an odd vibe off that one. . .

As you can probably tell from my sudden drop off the face of the planet, I got really really sick. And whatever it was was kicking my ass. I literally could not get out of bed on Saturday. After I got home from rehearsal, I went from the bed to the toilet to pee and back to bed. That was all. Rehearsal consisted of me shivering in a little ball in the back of the church, trying not to cry from feeling shitty. That sucked. AND! My girlfriend just had her baby and I can’t go to see her until I finish my amox, which will be on Wednesday. Fucking virus. *pout*

Another product of my being dead last weekend – the house is a full on pigsty. All the boxes from the IKEA trip are still sitting on the dining room floor, I have three clean bottles for Abby (I think) and there are roving bands of Archie hair setting up an invasion force under any and all furniture items. So not cool. AND even more not cool, I won’t be here this weekend to clean it and as I said, Gary is way too busy to take care of it alone. So. . . yeah. . . I will have to fight the forces of Doggie Hair on Tuesday.

Because on Monday after rehearsal, I have to bake. YAY! (?) I think I told you, but I am in charge of this office’s breakfast bar this year. Every payday Friday, we offer a light breakfast for nominal prices. Well, for some reason, because I’m surrounded by girls and because I love to bake, it was decided that we are doing a Valentine’s Bake sale. I’m making some cookies, a red-velvet cake (that’ll be fun, I’ve never made one before – but I have Alton Brown on my side and together, we can do no wrong), some mini brioches and we are going to try that frozen hot chocolate you may have seen floating around Pinterest. So. . . yay! Death by sugar! And isn’t that what Valentine’s Day is really all about?

I also need to get the before/after photos of the kidlette’s room into a slide show.