my life is better blogged elsewhere

I have had a few random questions about why I haven't been blogging about EVERYTHING everything going on in my life right now. The answer is simple- my life is better blogged elsewhere. Currently over on Tara and Gwen's pages you can read about dinner parties, Marrakesh (Saraina's bday) night, singles activities, girls night and more. They have digital cameras, and therefore, better blogs. So if you want to read more about my social life, check out the guys I talk about, etc., I highly recommend their blogs. In the other events going on these days, I am finally off the Nyquil. It took some serious detox, but I think I have finally kicked the habit. But I will miss the good sleep that it brings. 5 weeks of bronchitis. Fun stuff! I have now passed on my germs to co-workers and friends alike. Everyone gets to share in the fun. And while they are coughing and sneezing, I am getting ready for the big Miami trip. In just 3 more days you will have the joy and privilege of reading all about the exciting life of trade shows again, but this time from the sunny beaches (or at least well-lit convention center) of Miami Beach. There had been some fun plans for a girls weekend in conjunction with this trip, but sadly, not anymore. I'll just have to flirt with the gay men in South Beach by myself now.
Other events in my life- I spent the weekend hanging out with the soeur bebe in Fredneck. We laughed, we slept, we discovered we both hate to cook. I had the "joy" of seeing my sister get up at 5 am for early morning seminary. If I hadn't had to do it for 4 years, I wouldn't really believe that high schoolers can do it. Faced with the prospect of having to get Steph up that early I made sure we shared a bedroom so I wouldn't have to travel far to rouse her from her bed at 4:55 a.m. My sister has had a lifelong habit of talking in her sleep. I had sort of hoped she had outgrown it by now. But no such luck. Instead I had to attempt to fall asleep with her mumbling something about the elevation of the Rockies. The annoying part wasn't so much the talking (I'm used to that), it was that she was getting the elevation wrong. I had to fight off the urge to wake her up and correct her. Thankfully, when 4:55 a.m. did come, she got herself up, and I slept right on through. Of course, I was dreaming about what would happen if a tsunami hit Aspen, but we'll save that for some other day.