Don't brag about stuff

So, I don't know why I do this.

The other day I was bragging about how I never get sick. I was going on and on about how usually once a year I have a little cold, but that's it. I'm just SO hardy.

And Chris had pneumonia, for crying out loud! And I never had so much as a sniffle the entire two weeks he was sick.

I even said, "I shouldn't be saying this, because now I'll probably get sick, but whatevs."

And sure enough, two days later--bam. Sick.

And the dumb thing about being sick is that it's not even fun. It always sounds so awesome to me to hang out at home all day, but here's the thing. You just sleep, and lay around, and it's not that fun. I guess what I really want is a sick day where I feel perfectly fine. Oh, one of those would be incredible. I think I would go on a walk, or maybe a run if I'm feeling like it. Or a hike! That would be so great. And then I would maybe organize some things. Take my time making a really fantastic dinner. Maybe sew. Definitely have Netflix streaming Arrested Development or 30 Rock to me.

But I did none of this. I just laid around. Also I watched Pretty in Pink for the first time ever, and . . . meh. I was expecting to love it, since it's like this 80s classic, but I mostly felt like I was supposed to care more about those people than I really did. And I really could NOT take anyone's clothes seriously. But it was fun. A good watch while you're sick movie.

But the real good news is that I read Rainbow Valley, which means I've read every Anne book in the last year. (Except Rilla of Ingleside, but I don't know if that really counts as one of the Anne books. I will probably read it anyway.) I just love that Anne girl. I want to be exactly like her when I'm a mom, so understanding and patient and fun. I just want to live at Ingleside while my children play in Rainbow Valley. Also, it would be pretty easy to be such an awesome mom when you have a live in housekeeper/chef/nanny, am I right? Those were the days.

The point is, I'm sick. And I'm really hoping Chris doesn't catch anything, because dayum. That boy always stays sick for way longer than people should. I hope I don't get anyone else sick. Don't get too close to the screen.

p.s. AS I was writing this, Chris started coughing. And saying, "Dude, I think I'm getting it." For the love. Because I'm already on the upswing, but I guarantee you he will be sick for like 7 weeks. Frillz.

p.s. again--nothing make you feel more glamorous and beautiful than rubbing Vaseline on your chapped, chafed nostrils, am I right? Blowing your nose 100 times a day is the best.