Formula for a Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Well, the Headcold Fairy has landed in Portland (and she's packin'!) and The Boy and I are both knocked up with some mild (yet miserable) form of the influenza.

On top of that, the weather here is just UGLY right now. It's not super-cold as to have that "Wintery" feel, it's just gray and rainy and borderline depressing.

And also, I just found out that Russell Brand is no longer on the market as the ugly, untalented, annoying Katy Perry snatched him up as her future hubby (Okay, I kid, she's gorgeous and I love her songs and her fashion sense... I'm just bitter.)

{Me and Russell on a Lazy Sunday- we're a better match I think. Watch out Katy! xx}

So besides the peace that comes with knowing that my day will end cuddling up with some Theraflu and "The Lovely Bones", there isn't much I'm liking about today.

I'm sure my words are a bit more downtrodden than I actually am (I'm a pretty happy person) but because I'm on this Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day trip... I decided to just go with it.

A few other bad days in my life.

The Day I found out Britney Spears shaved her head.

{Oh Brit, Brit...whhhy??}

I woke up Feb. 17, 2007 in a house full of my friends w/ the distant voice of my friend (& only other die-hard Britney Spears fan in the house) Yuki screaming "CAITLIN! CAITLIN!! BRITNEY SHAVED HER F*&%ING HEAD!!" I shot out from my bed and Yuki and I congregated at the nearest laptop and stood silently, mouths gaping open as we looked at the sad images of our newly-bald former childhood hero. Sad, sad, sad, sad day...

The Day-After the Accidental Shress

{I only went out with my guy friends that night including The Boy on the far Left. Pretty sure if I had had a girlfriend with me... the Shress would have been found immediately...}

I'm a BIG fan of Shresses (aka SHIRT-DRESSES -thanks Mir-). I think they're adorable, cute and sophisticated. That is if they're INTENDED to be a Shress. There was a point in time when I didn't realize the difference between a long SHIRT and a SHIRT-DRESS (see pic above). Often, I would wear it out and then show pictures to my Sister who would then laugh that what I had on definitely was intended with pants. Ooops. Lesson learned. I am extra cautious now.

The Day after a bad haircut

{I've felt your pain, Kid}

I hadn't had one in years when I got one, so I forgot how much they affect you. But looking at your hair at home after a bad , awful , HORRIBLE haircut is one of the worst days ever. Nuff said.

The Day my beloved lipstick was discontinued

{Looks sooo expensive, right? :) }

I used to use Bonne Bell Lip Lix in "Mocha" more often than I blinked. Then one day I went to the store to get it and it was just gone. Tried another place to no avail. I finally looked online and found out that they were discontinued! It was a huge bummer. More pressing though was the fact that I was searching a discontinued color... take a hint Caitlin... it's OUT.

The Day After I texted HIM

{Friends don't let friends have their cell phone when they're mid-breakup and it's past 1 AM- I say blame your gal pals and keep on steppin'}

You know how it goes. After a devastating break-up, the one person you want to talk to the most is the one you need to fight the hardest to not contact. For me, with a past situation - I fought that urge with all my might and was so proud to have not contacted him at all with the help of my friends and family. Until the one off-night when you decide "tonight's the night to wipe away all the progress I've made of not texting and calling him and dial his digits!- the sangria is telling me so!" So not only do you make that initial contact after all the time you spent fighting it but you do it with nothing important to say. Solid. The day after that is never a good one...

BUT

A good day is hanging out with The Boy.

{Me and The Boy}

No matter how sick I am or how gray it is outside.

It's the little things.

PS: I loved reading everyone's posts from New Year's. It's beyond fun to see how people of all ages and geographical locations rang in 2010. I love the glimpses into everyone's worlds- kind of like finally having the Penpal I always desperately wanted when I was younger.

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