So from gratitude to nose herpes. Twice. HOW THE FUCK DO YOU GET HERPES UP YOUR NOSE?!!
I'm not the only one. A certain fabulous lady of darker hued persuasion also got nose herpes. What is this, some kind of disgusting nose herp epidemic?!
Fuck. Fine. I'm fucking grateful to have a nose to get herpes on. Fine. Fucking nose. Fucking herpes.
I also just got into a fight with a parking ticket douchebag who was standing in front of my car blocking me from leaving until he wrote the ticket. Not my finest hour. But fuck you I have nose herpes did you want me to spread it all over your parking machine while I ran in to get my anti-viral prescription so you can get it too?
I really, really, really need winter to be over. Thank gawd the temps are going above freezing next week. I need sandals and sunshine and summer dresses.
The twee one turns eight this week. EIGHT! I feel faint. The eldest is ten and goes to my hairdresser now to get cooler hair than I have. Today the cutest wee 18-month old was there and the two of them together nearly killed me with cuteness. I swear he was JUST frankenstomping around YESTERDAY.
I wish I could have had a dozen more. Stupid old eggs. Stupid useless uterus. I am so so grateful for the 2 I got. Honest. I just never understood how much I was going to love motherhood. Oh Crisia, I hear you and feel you on so many levels.
Actually this is pretty good for me for end-of-winter S.A.D. blues. When I was unmedicated I would be a weeping mess by now. I just really have to try to not fight with any more douchebags. And get rid of this nose herp. And strep throat. And get my toes out. And hell, let's win 30 hundred million dollars while we are at it too?