you know you're sick when...

1. you skip the cheap-o tissues and go for the uber expensive puffs plus (with lotion!)
2. you spend most of new year's eve at your own party waiting for the stinkin ball to drop so you can go to bed. (i really did have fun tho, sorry for being a such party pooper guys!)
3. your best bud comes (all the way from vancouver!) to spend FOUR days with you and you spend two of those days in bed, make her clean your house and walk your dog, and miss part of the long-awaited p&p marathon.
4. your eyes are watering so profusely that when you blink, you spray your glasses. (true story people)
5. your saliva is tainted pink from all the halls you've been sucking down like air.
6. your breath has the enticing aroma of menthol. (see #5)
7. your dog thinks he's in heaven because you leave a trail of tissues and halls wrappers wherever you go (they're his favorite snack- i swear, halls are like puppy crack!)
8. left over party foods (read: a gazillion cheeseballs, 5 gallons of spinach dip, and pina colada-drop-you-on-the-floor-with-one-sip buckets) don't pique your appetite.
9. your hubby comes home at 10 o'clock at night with broccoli cheese soup because that's the only thing that appeals to you.
10. you go to bed with penaten diaper rash cream on your nose.

and on that note, i'm off to get the penaten and drag myself into bed. oh yeah, happy new year to one and all!