i am sick. well, i'm actually on day 3 of being sick, so technically i'm at the Getting Over It Stage. i'm draining and i feel as if i want to unscrew my head from my neck and remove it until it is finished draining because i can't get over how annoying it is to have the itchy, watery eyes and runny, sneezing nose ALL DAY LONG. i don't get sick very often (can you tell?) and so when i do, i am just a miserable mess. i seriously had the worst day on tuesday, trying to take care of the kids while dragging around my achey body. when josh came home from work i just dissolved into a puddle of tears. yeah, i'm a wuss. josh gets sick
i'm really hoping that i feel better before this weekend because my friend j'lene and i are planning on spending an afternoon up in snowy julian, having tea at a tea shop and enjoying some much needed childless gab time. and then, of course there's valentines day on sunday, which.....well, i guess we don't have any plans for that day. can i ask a question here? seriously, who really celebrates valentines day other than dating and newlywed couples? the first year josh and i were married, we went down to this tiny little salon and both got mani/pedis. my husband has no issues whatsoever in letting people know that he has enjoyed a good pedicure with his wife. he is very secure in his manhood. and then we both had animal style cheeseburgers with fries and a shake at in-N-out. it was perfect. over the years, however, valentines day has just become one of those holidays that is crammed between christmas/my birthday and easter/our anniversary, so it often gets overlooked. not that i'm complaining or anything, i sort of think its one of the cheesier holidays.
one more question for you all before i call it a day and go downstairs to watch survivor. am i the only adult in existance that cannot dive? josh and i were talking about this today when we were considering signing tristan up for swimming lessons this summer. i told josh that i gave up on swimming lessons when i kept having to repeat the same level over and over because i could not dive. i remember having 2 of my friends try to teach me how when i was in 10th grade, and even josh tried to coach me into it for all of 2 minutes before getting completely annoyed by how adamantly phobic i am of doing it. i seriously have always wanted to be able to dive (it looks so graceful!) but i have this irrational fear that i'll do a sort of somersault instead and konk my forehead on the side of the pool. its paralizing and i simply cannot get over it. please tell me there is someone else out there that has this same issue, or else my husband will be right yet again.