coffee and tissues

so, it's been awhile. that's because i have a cold and i am the biggest baby about being sick. i tend to complain (& bitch) about my throat hurting, not sleeping well, and my sinus pain, and then feel sad for myself. then i try to get husband to do all things for me (honey- will you please take the whites out of the dryer. can you get me a glass of orange juice? i cannot cook tonight, or go to the grocery store all week, babe). he's pretty good about being kind and compassionate, but the whites are still in the dryer and to solve the grocery issue he's been getting take-out/taking me out to eat. i mean, not a terrible arrangement, but i remember when i was at school and he would come down to clean my room and bathroom, make me soup, and leave airborne for me before he had to leave. once he had a bath drawn with orange juice, toast, and soup set out for me. living together is a whole different ballgame, ladies.

i'm not going to write much today because i have plans to go with my mom to bargain shop-- tj maxx and target. i know target has all those designer collaborations but i can't get over the fact that some of their stuff just feels so cheap to me. i'm a very tactile shopper- constantly touching things and exclaiming how soft or un-soft it is. oftentimes i will buy a shirt because it is the softest thing i've felt in the store all day, until i realize that having a million soft things does not a great wardrobe make.

but i'm excited because shopping with mom is always fun, and we always leave with some sort of too-dee-doo (gift). husband is a little annoyed about my parents always stopping by, which i agree has gotten a bit out of hand, but i love spending time with my mom. he doesn't understand how we talk on the phone every day, but she is the best person to talk to or spend time with. she is almost never in a bad mood and is always delighted to hear my voice. i can call her happy self up, complain for half an hour about my day and then hang up on her when someone else is calling and she will still love me and want to talk to me again in 5 minutes. she's honestly the nicest, kindest person i have ever met, although it does make me feel guilty that she's just so damn selfless.

my parents have been calling/stopping by an average of every 2.5 days, which can get to be too much for husband (and me). they call, no one answers, so the next step is to ride bikes over and ring the doorbell. i know we're this boring married couple now, but we still are newlyweds. doesn't that cross anyone's mind when they just show up on our doorstep? oh well, minor trials in our new life living in the same hometown in which i grew up (gag). nothing compared to having a stuffy nose in the middle of summer and sneezing every 5 minutes-- i have not been sick at all since, like, may of 08. all of a sudden- bam, cold season caught up with me. i really think its the house, too. its just so dirty. i think its like the time i had to go to school in the most ancient middle school building ever and came down with a ton of headaches and sinus infections, only to find out years later that the levels of toxins/asbestos in the majority of my classrooms were harmful and classes were moved out of those rooms at the end of every day (and then they tore the school down and built a brand-new beautiful one in its place). i had great memories in that place, but i think buildings and materials can really affect your well-being, and i'm blaming the house on my recent cold/flu virus.

alright- off to bed for another hour, perhaps, and then arming myself with coffee and tissues to make it through a morning of digging through bargain clothes/bags/shoes to try to find a deal. (why was i not born with, say, a trust fund?). thanks for reading- and i promise to write more later.

xo