Baaahhhh, HUMBUG

So I have been sick. I have been uninspired. I have been in a "one-of-those-days" kinda moods for what seems to be over a week now. My spirits were temporarily lifted this weekend when my sweet hottie of a guy got my first published piece framed for me. I got teary. I cried. It was so thoughtful and unexpected- the best kind of gift, in my opinion. He did really good (and for the record, he is usually a "pick out something you want and I'll pay for it" kind of guy. So this was a HUGE surprise).

But I do have a birthday coming up- which I suppose is something to be happy about. There are a lot of things that I want to happen for me in my 23rd year. I feel anxious just at the thought of completing all of the things on the list. But dammit, they will be completed. I won't have it any other way. I still have a list of New Year's Resolutions that I've yet to implement but those will get done too. I'm anything, if not a procrastinator. That's one of the resolutions to change. Ha.

In order to get myself out of the funk that I seem to be in (I apologize for that) I'm re-reading two of my favorite books Running With Scissors and Me Talk Pretty One Day. When I read these books, I get inspired to write. Another thing that always takes me out of my funk is a haircut. I got bangs and I feel sassy. Sassy is vast improvement.

And the last thing that I'm going to do is make this cake because- let's get real- cake makes everything better. Especially cake that involves chocolate AND peanut butter. Hello. And for really good measure, I may make this fudge. Maybe, I'll be so high from the suger and chocolate rush, that I will completely forget about the bad mood and be stricken with some sort of writing genius. Hey, it can happen.