I’m not really up for writing much now.  I’m feeling much better, but man, I’m still sick.   All I want to do is sleep.  Man, I’m so over it.   And I’m so over whining about it – which is of course, why I’m not really tempted to write much.

I have a presentation tonight that I have to go to.  If I had my choice, I wouldn’t do it.  The commute alone is an hour one way (assuming there’s no traffic – and there probably will be).  And of course, with this stupid post-nasal drip it makes talking difficult.  But it should bring me in some business and well, that’s what it’s all about.

On a totally different topic, the hubby’s birthday dinner was awesome last night.  I picked out a great Italian restaurant (Davina Cuccina).  From start to finish, everything was delicious.  The atmosphere was great, very romantic, very nice.  I took a couple of cute pictures, but thanks to the recent stalking crap, I’m just not comfortable posting.  I hate that.

And on that note, I’m going to veg out on the couch for a bit longer.  Then I’ll get ready for tonight and my commute.  Happy Thursday y’all!