Death Bed Repentance...

Well, on Monday I came down with my second bout of the killer flu that has been plaguing the nation. I got sick with it the first time about a month ago over President's Day weekend. The flu itself really only lasted two or three days. The cough, on the other hand, has been hanging around since then. I felt fine after the fever and aches subsided, but the cough would not let go. My friend Jane and I decided to name it (my cough) Doug. We thought it was a suitable name for a houseguest that shows up un-invited and then overstays his welcome. No offense to any Dougs out there. Truth be told, it was really just personification for personification's sake, and I figured it would turn my semi-obnoxious and kind of gross hacking cough into a rather funny conversation piece...whatever.

So, the point is, the flu is back with a vengeance and I have been flat on my back since Tuesday afternoon. Needless to say, between the naps and the hours of mind-numbing daytime TV, I've had a lot of time to think about things. One of the things I have been thinking about is this blog. I realize I have been delinquent in my posts, and my near death (from boredom?) experience has helped me recommit myself to keeping everyone up to date on the details of my scintillating (?!?) life.

In the spirit of that, the most exciting thing that has happened is that I ventured out of the house today to get a haircut (see poor cell phone pic of my new haircut). Despite my near-death status, I showered and doped myself up sufficiently to go out among the living, mostly because my stylist is in high demand and I make my appointments 8 weeks out, AND it probably would have taken me nearly that long to reschedule it. Seriously, the things women do.

Turns out it was a good move. Amazing what a shower and a little lip gloss will do for a girl's mood. Not to mention the fact that I'm pretty sure the guy who cuts my hair passed his "Psychiatry for Hairstylists" class with flying colors because I always walk out of that place feeling like a million bucks. Nice Work Remy.

So, with that, from now on I promise to post regularly and keep you all up to date on what's been going on with me. Nothing like a little Death Bed Repentance to wake a girl up!