Please excuse Samantha from life today, she has the Mondays

I'm sick. Again. What sucks is I totally didn't realize it and that in itself is kind of pathetic. I got up around 1pm, after going to bed around half past 1 in the morning. I took some cold medicine and figured I'd take a little nap around 3. I woke up at 7. I guess I wasn't feeling well! That was my day.

Somewhere in the course of those 4 odd hours sleeping on the couch, I messed up my shoulder. It probably popped out while I was laying on it and stayed out which strained my rotator cuff... which is now making my life a living hell because I forget it hurts, move it, and then whimper like a wounded animal. I did the same thing about a year ago, so I'll probably do the same thing I did then: put it in a sling and not use it for a day or two. I blame all that frakking calligraphy I did.

I finally used our french press today. We've only had it for two years. I made rooibos jasmine since I can't make it in anything else because it's constantly full of leaves. I brewed it a little too strong, but it was pretty good and no one had to chew it to drink it this time. I'm going to try coffee in it over the week-end, I think. I need to buy some non-craptastic coffee. I know Steven likes the Chockful O' Nuts, but it's kind of icky. My mum definitely spoiled me by always having Green Mountain Coffee Roasters and later Starbucks in the house.

Steven and I went to Whitmans Pond to feed the birdies yesterday after Elliott went home since feeding our porch birds isn't enough. Plus, we had stale bread. Why toss it when we can feed the polluting and overfed swans? The cygnets are getting so big now. They're still a bit grey, but they're almost the size of Mum and Dad.

It has taken me an hour to type this and there is a moth in the lap next to me that's driving me bananas.

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Those are my $5.99 pants, by the way. More photos in my scrapbook.

Mm, shoes...

I couldn't move my arm at all when I woke up today, so I made an appointment to visit the doctor today. Since it's my shifting arm, I had to call my mum for a hop over. I haven't seen Mum in a while, so it worked out. Turns out my shoulder was partially dislocated, so they popped it back in and sent me home with a consolation prize of painkillers and muscle relaxants. I win. I also get to go have an xray tomorrow.

That aside, we popped over to the glorious mall so I could fill my scripts. I got a super cute pair of shoes at Payless that I'll wear for Halloween and a couple lotions from Bath & Body Works, since Mum had a coupon. They have a lot of cute snowflake things that I may eventually get. I'm not sure I like any of the holiday scents this year, though the pomegranate one wasn't too bad. I usually like the apple scent, but I was kind of meh about it this year.

My toes are cold. It barely made 50 here today, which is quite a bit below normal. It's going to be really bloody cold this week-end when we go to Alice Cooper. Oh gross, and we're going to get weather this week-end too. Yuck. Sunday doesn't look too bad, but Saturday looks miserable.

I finally made a Halloween icon. Better late than never.

We're going to finalize cake hooey this week-end. I think I know what flavour we're going with and the design, but I'm trying to get a few more options for a design. I also need to pay down our catering this week and send James the DJ a bit of money, too. I started tracking our RSVPs, as well. Frakking wedding. I need to finish up Haille's kissing ball and my gramma's bouquet soon, too. I planned on doing that this week, but we'll see how my shoulder goes. I need to get around to making an appointment for my gown and Haille's to get altered and I really need to start breaking in my shoes.

Bugger. I need to get a garterbelt and stockings, as well. What I really need to do is make a list. Which I won't do because I can't write currently. Bah.

So instead, I'll read the interwebz and browse cakes for the next couple days and have Steven write cheques. At least I don't have anywhere really to be and I can put off having lunch with Beth for a couple days. Laundry can wait till the week-end, as can flowers. I may trot around in my shoes for a bit, though, or walk to the library or something.

I wish I knew where my book went.