Ok, let me start out by saying this is pretty much a “poor me” post. I don’t do many of these, wait… or do I?
Ok my Valentines weekend started off perfect! I met up with a bunch of amazing girls on Friday and you can read about that here. I came home, crawled into bed and fell right to sleep.
The next morning I woke up about an hour before everyone else. Still on a high from the night before I chatted with a few of the San Diego ladies on Twitter, worked on a post, and watched a little TV.
The family eventually started to wake up. I opened my mouth to say Good Morning, but nothing but this horrible crackling sound came out! I cleared my throat and tried again. Still nothing but the same horrible crackling sound came out. DANG IT! I’ve lost my voice for the 1st time in my life! The worst part is, I always dreamed that if did lose my voice I’d have this sexy raspy sound. NO!!! IT’S A GROSS CRACKLY VOICE! NOTHING SEXY ABOUT IT!
I mean, come on! How much worse could my Holiday weekend get? Well…
1. My husband murdered my HP all in one printer. Ok, if put on trail he might get off on manslaughter, but whatever, it’s dead! I will be investigating his claims!
2.I had to go to dinner with his new employee and his super cute wife. ARGH! I can’t talk! It was not only embarrassing for me, but I’m sure they were super uncomfortable asking me “What?” every 2 minutes.
3.My husband has slept in the guest room the last 3 nights because of my snoring. DUDE? HAVE YOU HEARD YOURSELF? YOU’RE NO QUIET BABY.
4. This morning I woke up with an EARACHE! Seriously? I’m an adult! What’s up with me getting an earache. My husbands response, Sorry, I’m going surfing. Come on!
5. While he’s gone I take an ibuprofen, get cleaned up and put together his and L’s Valentine presents. I got L cute little girly Valentines stickers, candy and so forth. I got my dear husband strawberry marshmallows (I’m making rice crispy treats with them) and a massage package where he gets one massage every month for the next year. He really liked it! I got… 1/2 a breakfast burrito that I had to split with L! Dude? Really? No bling? No candy? No Dinner Plans? Not even a card?
So here I sit on Valentines Day, not being able to talk with my PHP and MySQL text book in front of me, prepared to spend my day studying and feeling sorry for myself. Boo on Valentines Day 2010.