Now I've got a corn photo in black and white...You know, just to mix it up.
I'm trying my hand at sitting up. I haven't been able to master that fine art much today. I went home sick from work at around 9:30. I had a bad stomach, a bad head, and was super dizzy and weak. I've pretty much slept on and off all day. I feel like the worst mom ever. No, really - even worse than normal. At 6:30, I called in an order for pizza for the girls, but then realized we were out of milk. I have no idea how I drove to the store and back, but all I can say is that I'm glad no little kids rode their bikes out into the street in front of me, or I'd be writing this from my cell right now.
After my 2,369th nap, I woke-up around 10 pm, and I was a little less dizzy. I even ate a cookie. Because, no matter how sick to my stomach I get, I can always eat cookies. I'm just tough that way, I guess. I'm finally feeling a little better now, we'll see how I feel tomorrow.
The weird thing about sleeping all day, was that I remembered my very vivid dreams. The first one was really lame. I dreamt that I watched American Idol, so I finally had something to talk about with my co-workers. Then I had these crazy sex dreams. I'll save you the details, but I will say that they were the good kind. Not the icky ones, where you realize you're making-out with your high school P.E teacher and you wake-up shuddering and have to take a shower right away.