It doesn't hurt that she's gorgeous and thin with amazing hair.
And I'm obviously jealous of every single thing about her (although I probably would have chosen Harry, but I guess if she was in love or whatever...) but now I'm most jealous about the fact that she gets to lay around in the hospital with a zofran drip and orders not to get up.
That's what I want more than ANYTHING ELSE IN THE WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD.
-Daisy June and I are on our deathbeds. She spent all weekend sleeping sitting straight up, which means I spent all weekend not sleeping. And then she gave whatever this is to me yesterday. LAME.
So we're on a strict hand washing regime. Wanna know what my favorite part of Contagion, one of my favorite outbreak movies (of the two that exist) ever, was? The fact that they stressed social isolation and strict handwashing. With all the modern medicine and technology and hoopla out there, the best way to avoid getting sick (either with the common cold or a government created superbug that's going to end the world, a la The Stand) is to stay away from sick people and WASH YOUR HANDS.
Unless it's airborne, a al The Stand, then you're fucked. And btw, am I using 'a la' properly? Should it be ala The Stand? Is 'a la' even a thing, or did I completely make that up?
-You know those websites that are all "dress for success!!" "don't wear jammies all day or you'll feel like a loser!!" "dress for the day you want to have!!!" I can't decide what to think about those. Currently, I am wearing jeans and a normal top, because I just ran to Target. And I don't feel any less loserly than I did yesterday when I ran to Target (yes, I apparently go once a day now) in my yoga pants and Auburn tee. I feel a lot more uncomfortable.
I think I understand why they say that if you wear jammies all day you might feel like a loser. But that doesn't win out over the comfort factor, at least not for me. And naturally, I feel like this is what I look like when I wear yoga pants and a tee shirt.
Kinda like Regan on Up All Night. That show is so lame this year, but her stay at home mom clothes are doing it for me. I googled it. Most of her outfits cost well over eight hundred bucks. So that's out for me.
Anyway. The above is what I feel like I look like (that's a mouthful) and below, I'll show you what I actually look like. Ready?
Except I'm obviously not blonde.
So anyway. I get that I might feel a little more...purposeful? Is that a word? I might feel a little more purposeful if I dressed for success. But I spend my days on the floor with my kids. I couldn't even say that with a straight face. I spend my days laying on the couch on the computer and driving back and forth to school and preschool. So yoga pants and an Auburn shirt it is.
Anyway. That's all I've got. In case you're worried that I've forgotten that we're completely uprooting and moving to the other side of the globe for the second time in less than twelve months, I have not. We leave Hawaii in seventeen days and ten hours. I have more to do than I will ever get done, and no husband to help me do it. So, like any good Mom of the Year, I am going into denial and pretending that everything will just magically do itself and we'll just click our heels and end up in a gorgeous Tudor style home in the English countryside with a van already in the driveway and school uniforms for the best school in the area folded neatly on the radiant heated floor. Oh, and all my stuff will be there, unpacked and put away