Once again I’ve caught some bug going around. The only good thing about it is I slept for about 19 hours on Sunday while the kids the kids had free range of the house and their father slept on the couch Mike watched the kids.

Oh come on, I’m kidding! He wouldn’t let the baby free range while he slept.

Only Carter had free range while he slept WITH the baby.

Oy Vey.

Sinus pressure began building on Saturday and became unbearable to the point where I couldn’t lift my head. I tossed back some Sudafed after the baby’s last feeding and conked out like I’d been on a bender all week.

Bliss. Utter. Bliss.

Why is it that I feel completely unrested today? Don’t you hate when that happens?

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I’ve been busy behind the scenes working on a new writing gig which I was so kindly asked to be a part of by HBM and my girl katie ~ motherbumper. You know Silicon Valley Moms Blog? Well, they’ve developed another sister site, Canada Moms Blog after being coerced pursued relentlessly shamelessly begged asked ever so nicely to work in conjunction with HBM and motherbumper in this endeavour.

Along with about 30 other Canadian writers, Katie and Catherine have developed quite the roster of talent which I am grateful to be a part of. Please take a moment to pop by, read and comment especially on my articles so I don’t feel like a complete knob amongst the talented, m’kay? if you’re so inclined.

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I’m still waiting for my Jillian Michaels’ 30 day shred DVD to arrive since I signed up for the #shredheads but as I wait and read the posts and twitters of other participants I am becoming more fearful of the pain.

Because OMG the pain! I am scared. I don’t like pain.

Particularly self inflicted.

I am scared to hear Jillian yell at me and order me to keep going as I weep into my chest. I just pray that I sweat enough the tears are misconstrewed to be sweat dripping from my forehead.

It’s like I think she’s coming to my house and is going to personally boss me around. Duh.

Speaking of bitchy trainers.

Not that you’re a bitch Jillian, because you’re so not. *kiss kiss* OMG please don’t hurt me.

I haven’t touched my Wii Fit in four days. How much trouble is that ponytailed freak of a male trainer going to give me now?

When I finally realized that he had a small little ponytail I was immediately skeeved out and wanted to change to the female trainer.

Am I the only one skeeved out by men with weirdo ponytails that you would never know was there until they turned around?

Clearly those 19 hours were not enough to clear my mind.

Please pass the Sudafed!