No Makeup Monday

Because it’s Monday, because I have to work two (or possibly two and 1/2) days this week, and because I’m STILL.FREAKING.SICK, I declare today a no-frills bullet-point kinda day. And more than that: bullet points that have little to nothing in common with each other, except that they are the things swirling around in  my sicky little head along with all the mucous and congestion.

• Speaking of mucous and congestion (yay?), I got to sing a couple little solos in church yesterday. THAT was fun. The one time I actually get asked to sing something by myself, I’m all schnurfy (look it up in Joe’s Dictionary of Awesomeness). It actually went better than expected, though.
• We finally finished ALMOST all of our Christmas shopping and gift-wrapping, AND we finished our Christmas letter and put it in the mail this morning. A few of you are in for a special (totally cheesy) treat! (See the last bullet point for more on that…)
• On Friday I spent about four hours at Ross looking for Christmas presents for a few people. And if you’ve never shopped at Ross, you’re missing out. What exactly, are you missing out on? Well, it depends on the time of day you go. If you go closer to when they first open, you’re missing out on a place full of amazing name-brand stuff for a fraction of the price. If you go after 2 p.m., you’re missing out on great deals, but also on madness like this:
  Yes, there are more pillows on the FLOOR in the pillow aisle than on the shelves. And basically every aisle in the store looked like this on Friday night. But once you get the hang of How to Shop at Ross, you learn to be prepared for that kinda thing. And you practice patience. This is why I was there for four hours…because I was in a WAR ZONE, and I had to tread carefully.
• My car’s registration was expired for three months before I even knew it needed to be updated. The only reason I found out was because I got a warning from our condo’s security guys, saying I couldn’t park in our spot with expired tags. Apparently the ONE thing I forgot when I did my name/address change after we got married was to change my address on the title for my car, so I’m assuming they sent the notice to my OLD (really old) address in Covina. So it cost me like triple the normal amount to get it updated. FAIL.
• On a more cheerful (and slightly TMI) note: Something really amazing happened last night which basically changed my entire outlook on sex, in a very good way. In three words? SLOW IT DOWN. *fans self*
• Lastly — I’m pretty proud of the Christmas letter Joe and I put together. And it just so happens that we printed a few too many, so if any of you are interested in reading a fun (and super cheesy) year-in-review POEM…email me your address and I’ll make it happen.
• I lied. THIS is the last bullet point. In case you haven’t noticed, I made the switch to probablytabitha.com! How do you like it? Also, be sure to update your RSS subscription (AND blogroll, if I’m fortunate enough to be listed in yours)! Just click the little button at the top of the page (below the tabs).

Hopefully I’ll have the energy to write something more substantial tomorrow. Happy Monday, pals!