- It’s been a rough week. I cannot lie. I had the privilege of shooting such a beautiful wedding last weekend and then, almost immediately afterwards, came crashing down from that high with the Easter flu. I call it that because I’ve realized that every year around Easter, I get sick, even on the year when my wedding was on Good Friday. I’ve been holed up in bed for several days playing hoops with the tissues and trashcan. So far, I’ve an incredibly great shooting average.
- On that note, I always get extra emotional when I’m sick and so I’ve shed plenty of tears over everything, even having a sob fest when Kevin said I had to go to bed again after I’d stumbled out to the couch to watch TV with him for a while. The fact that I nearly walked right into the wall on the way back to the bedroom was proof that he was right, but it really only made me cry harder.
- I’ve become very well acquainted with Hulu+ and have found so many dumb sitcoms that have carried me through the days, including, but not limited to Bent, Cougar Town, The B In Apt. 23, and I can’t remember what else. Hey, I didn’t say I was proud of any of them!!
- Two nights in a row, I dreamt that I was shooting a wedding in the Dominican Republic and went to the horse races, except the horses were racing in roller skates. So…like roller derby mixed with the Kentucky Derby. It…was…so…weird.
- I told the TNT instructor to make class extra hard since I wasn’t going to be there and she apparently took me quite seriously because rumor has it they did over 100 burpees. Lord, save us. If she even tries to pull that crap when I get back to the gym, I’ll just kick her in the face. Seriously. Robin, you’ve been warned.
- I’ve got a whole list of things to do, but I’m just going to crawl back into bed and watch some more meaningless sitcoms. What a waste of perfectly good PTO.
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