I'm lucky that I don't frequently get sick, but when I do catch something I get really sick. So OF COURSE I get sick this week, which happens to be the week of my grandma's 70th birthday bash. Today was really lame! Not knowing what to do with myself, and worried that I'm going to look like rudolph the red-nosed reindeer in all the party pictures, I admit I sat around feeling sorry for myself and eating the frosted heads of the remaining gingerbread men I baked last week.
I also finished an impressive amount of movies on Netflix. It was a Baz Luhrmann marathon kind of day. "Romeo + Juliet", "Strictly Ballroom", and "Australia" are my favorite of his films. But "Strictly Ballroom" is the best; it always steals my heart. I heard he was making a film of the novel The Great Gatsby... I really hope so, he would do a fantastic job. If and when that comes out I will be first in line to see it :)
"A life lived in fear is a life half-lived"
Around 4pm my brain finally had enough of my pity party and decided to try and be as productive as a sickly and ruthless gingerbread man-eater could be. So what did I do? I turned into Susie Homemaker is what I did. Did some laundry, sewed together a Christmas present pillowcase (!!!!), and made basil chicken soup from scratch. Go Susie!
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