Julie's Journal

For all of you at our wedding you met Ted, remember? He was the guy with the pink tie that counted out the thousand dollars to us all in $20 dollar bills. Remember now? Okay.

He started a movement called the PPP Rap Smackdown and how anyone is going to top this is beyond me. I have watched this more than I probably should and have even manually written down the lyrics. It honestly makes me just die of laughter!

What’s up Colleen, Colleen
Your videos ain’t so clean

You’re always trippin
Up on the boards
You making money
But you want more

Girrrrrl why you always taping up in your bedroom
Wearing lingerie and spraying your perfume
I don’t need to know what’s under that dress
Why can’t you be more proper like my girl CassKnits

Girrrrrl

You know I love you
Oh yes indeed
But we ain’t doing
That dirty deed

So keep on blogging
Stay on the boards
But don’t go trippin
Don’t got some more

That’s your rap smackdown
Up in the hood
Girl you’ve been served
Just like you should

You should not fight it
You should not pout
Just grab your camera
And take Chad out

I was thinking today since I’ve had the flu all week what the hell I would have done if I had to go into the office. There is just no way I would have been able to, and then after throwing my back out last night it’s probably added on more days I would have been out sick.

Do you think that work-at-home-moms tend to milk their sickness a little bit more knowing that we can sit in our beds and still do our jobs even if our minds are not as sharp as if we were healthy? Do you think if we had to go into the office we could have used the old mind-over-matter technique forcing ourselves to feel better and drive into the office.

I think so. I think I would have somehow made myself feel better and forced myself to go to the office. But knowing I don’t have to, I am relaxing here at home and not really worrying about when I will get better. Of course I want to feel better, but I don’t feel pressured to.

Does this make much sense? My mind is really cloudy.

Well, well, I am certainly putting that sickness part to the test. The boyz and I are still sick! They haven’t been to school all week. I was able to get up and get them to the doctor yesterday though. She did a strep test and it came back negative so that was good news. She determined they just have the flu. She was even asking me about my symptoms. So she gave us this big sample box of some 1200mg pill called Duraphen Forte that is suppose to make them feel better, and then said to me, And if anyone else in your house is sick and over the age of 12, they can take these pills also wink: w00t! So that took a load off my shoulders trying to get to a doctor this week for myself.

We took our pills and rested last night in front of the TV, and they actually do help our symptoms, but only time is going to heal us. Around 4:30 this morning I rolled over in my sleep and stretched my arm out as it was tingly from lying on it too long. Something on my shoulder blade popped then started spazing out and I was screaming and crying in pain. I have no idea what the hell happened, but I am unable to get out of bed without help today. So here I sit with my laptop and my coffee trying to get some work done.

We sure didn’t expect to be spending the second week of marriage all sick and bed ridden. LOL! When Michael left for work this morning he actually looked relived to get out of the house. LOL! I don’t blame him. His mother was a nurse, and he’s a nurturer by nature, so he’s been taking great care of us. I’m sure he just wanted a little break from it all.