Hot date, awards and flu.

It's going to be a short post this evening as it is already 9:39 p.m and I'm only now getting to it. But I have a good excuse! I was on a hot date.

And it wasn't with my husband. *wink

It was with his sister. *wink wink*

We went and saw Easy A, which was so hilarious and awesome. And I kind of have a crush on Emma Stone. And Penn Bagdley. And Cam Gigandet.

Shut your whore mouths up. But it was a great night and I'm glad Kate and I went on our cheap and ghetto date.

But I come home to find this:

waiting for me. Seriously- anyone who thinks I don't deserve this is stupid and should be pecked to death. One of my favorite new bloggers gave this to me and you can check out his post about it HERE. He isn't gushing over me, but it's ok because he's a NEW lambwhore, so we'll let that ride this time. Actually- he's a guy so he's *technically* a goatslut but I'm going to let that ride because....

.... I think I'm getting the flu. Seriously. I woke up with a sore throat and I felt generally poopy all day. But through the movie I started feeling all achy and fluey (pronounced FLU-E) and now I have a fever. I came home and Matt told me that at Olivia's preschool they informed parents they have a confirmed case of strep. Super awesome unicorns! I can't wait for us all to get it. I feel like I should buy myself some footie pajamas so I'm ready.

Fuck.

So I have a four day weekend and that means I'm pretty much guaranteed to be sick. Super-de-dooper homies.