Inside My Own Private Idaho

Y'all can kiss it - talkin' about too sick to go to work but not to sick to craft. When I am hacking and peeing myself, I can do that while sitting in my craft chair - NO, I can't do that at my office; so kiss it. I called in sick again today - but I am finally feeling better now. I slept tons today. But get this - my boss' assistant called this afternoon to check on me. I'm like WHAT? They never call to check. So I call her back. Apparently she didn't get my voice mail this morning. So according to them, it's like I didn't call in and they were worried. I checked my phone and the call was not on there. Did I dream that I called in? I'm still freaked out about that because I distinctly remember what I said on her voice mail. My mother made me drink canela (Mexican cinnamon tea) with honey and brandy last night so maybe that voodoo remedy made me hallucinate.

ANYWAY - I crafted today, yes I did. D is panicking because he doesn't have an autograph book for Disneyland. Was gonna go buy something but remembered I have these chafa (that means cheap-o) composition books that won't be able to be for anything *good* so I whipped these up this evening for the kids and I think they'll love them.I'm off again tomorrow - LOL; scheduled vacation day for my Christmas party on Saturday...which I have now cancelled because I've been sick and just can't get it all together before then. But there are only a few weeks left in the year and vacation time is use-or-lose, so I'm takin' it - heh.