Spring Break = Suckis Maximus
Well my spring break was not what I'd hoped for, but it never is anyway...
I started it off with being extremely ill
I have not been so sick in a long while. I had headaches, chills, coughing, sensitive skin, fever. It was terrible.
Monday I felt the worst
Tuesday, I felt a little better, and my mom started complaining I was laying around too much A.K.A. make my anniversary dinner. Joe did help me though, we made steamed shrimp, steak, potatoes, and salad. Very Yummy
Wednesday I cleaned up the house, got my haircut, went to the spa with my mom, and went shopping for a suit
Thursday was the first day I hadn't woken up at 7 - 7:30 am from agony. I would have liked to sleep all day (considering I was taking Nyquil nighttime formula regularly) but I had to clean up for St. Patty's day and make shepherds pie for my dad
Friday my parents left for Maryland, and I left for Orlando, stopping at the Ringling art museum on the way.
Well, that was about it. Course I ended my wonderful vacation by slipping down the stairs yesterday and scraping the shit out of my shins. It could've been worse though, luckily I stopped myself from falling all the way down. It may be a while before I go down the stairs in heels again though.
OK, I've vented
I started it off with being extremely ill
I have not been so sick in a long while. I had headaches, chills, coughing, sensitive skin, fever. It was terrible.
Monday I felt the worst
Tuesday, I felt a little better, and my mom started complaining I was laying around too much A.K.A. make my anniversary dinner. Joe did help me though, we made steamed shrimp, steak, potatoes, and salad. Very Yummy
Wednesday I cleaned up the house, got my haircut, went to the spa with my mom, and went shopping for a suit
Thursday was the first day I hadn't woken up at 7 - 7:30 am from agony. I would have liked to sleep all day (considering I was taking Nyquil nighttime formula regularly) but I had to clean up for St. Patty's day and make shepherds pie for my dad
Friday my parents left for Maryland, and I left for Orlando, stopping at the Ringling art museum on the way.
Well, that was about it. Course I ended my wonderful vacation by slipping down the stairs yesterday and scraping the shit out of my shins. It could've been worse though, luckily I stopped myself from falling all the way down. It may be a while before I go down the stairs in heels again though.
OK, I've vented