16 November 2011

I'm not 5, I swear.

Although sometimes I wonder if I have a mentality of one.

Last year, I think, Spawn's father* got her one of those bears from Build-A-Bear, with a tutu dress and shoes.

My mom thought she'd get another set of clothes for the bear for the upcoming birthday next week.

While at the mall today we went into BAB. I swear I felt five years old. I wanted everything! The outfits for those stuffed animals are so cool. Their wardrobes are superior to my own. I wish I was a stuffed bear.

But, alas. xo

I lied.

The word I wanted was "insult".

Which definitely does not start with a 'P'.

My bad. xo

Don't you hate it when..

You're talking to someone and the word you want to use just goes missing?

I'm having that unfortunate problem right now.

I think it starts with a 'P' but I can't entirely say.

Hmm.. xo

Followers.

That's right, I'm about to have THREE of you! Cause this blog is a shout out to my bestie Kenz! She's fantastic.

We should all strive to be like her. xo

Haven't I had enough?

I'm sick. A-freaking-gain. This is basically non-stop for two months now! I'm getting rather sick of not being able to breathe, blowing my nose every 7 seconds, sinus headaches all day everyday. It's getting old.

Why am I not taking medication you may ask?

Well, I've seen in action people that don't take medication every time they get the sniffles (I used to be one of those), after a while they just don't get sick anymore because their bodies are stronger. So I'm going to suffer along and just hope I haven't screwed my immune system entirely.

On the bright side of this, I'll be saving lots on adult medication. Although I'll be spending more on Halls and tissues, but it'll work itself out I think.

In other news, there are 26 kids (plus a few random siblings) coming to the birthday party on Sunday. Oh my God. This is what I get for over-inviting and assuming half invited wouldn't be able to come.

Crap.

Which means loot bags are a no-go this year. There's no way in a frozen hell I'm spending a hundred bucks just so everyone gets to take something home. We have a pinata, although it doesn't match the theme, and I'm going to stuff it chock full of candy and let the kids fight over that. May the best kid win.

Not really. I'll make sure there's enough for everyone. Poor pinata. I just imagined it getting hit with a stick by 27 kids.

Poor Spongebob. xo

13 November 2011

Migraines suck.

That is all.