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!