I had big plans for yesterday. I was all about some gym action, writing action and hitting up JoAnne Fabrics for supplies and tending to my new craft book from my sister. Unfortunately, my body had other ideas. It felt that sneezing non-stop for 12 hours straight sounded like a better idea. I thought I'd show it who was boss with Benadryl. It retaliated by knocking me unconscious. When I woke up, this scenario was immediately repeated. I'd planned to go to Yoga this morning, but it seems like today will be a repeat of yesterday which is absolutely heart breaking. A perfectly good long weekend blown. (Pun intended.)
In between sneezes, I did manage to finish Julie Powell's newest memoir. Let's just say I am NOT pleased. Not with her or the book. She decides to learn butchery while butchering her marriage and then tries to make us forgive her by simile-ing up a book. All is not forgiven Julie Powell! Wash your hair, put on your stilettos, (you live in NYC for god's sake), stop trying to be all Eat, Pray, Love on us and act right towards your husband!!!
This cold might be making me grouchy and bitter. 2010 is not starting as planned. I think I had some sort of New Years Resolutions about bringing back dark lipstick and doing more than just reading my Rachel Rae magazine but I can't be too sure right now. Assuming I don't have a temperature, it's a fact that my body is at least 91 degrees warmer than the outside temperature and that's just wrong.