You know how sometimes, you'll just need to talk about something? Just get it off your chest? But the person you're talking to either doesn't understand, doesn't really listen, or tries to just convince you that everything is bubble gum and rainbows, even though you know it's not? Yeah, that's what's happening to me these days...


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You know, there are several things that I could say I hate about my body, but here is one thing I love about it: It knows better than to get really sick when I have something to do. Seriously. My first year of teaching, I felt icky from early on. But I had school M-F, football on Saturday, and church then lesson planning on Sunday. Who has time to be sick?!? But I remember the first Saturday that wasn't a home game that season, I woke up and thought I had been hit by a train. I laid in bed all day, but my Sunday afternoon I was good to go. Last Thursday, I started feeling like a cold was coming on. But I had work to do, bunko to plan, and two cavities to get filled (I kept having a fear of sneezing when everyone's hands were in my mouth). Again, no time to be sick. Yesterday, two cavities, no sneezing. Last night maybe my best Bunko ever. Today I woke up at 730 with horrible dry mouth (because I'd been sleeping with my mouth open so I could breathe), sore throat, coughing and sneezing. It's like my body was waiting until it was convenient for me to really get sick. Which I think it owes me, especially after giving me my love of carbs & not giving me the metabolism to burn them off... So if you need me today, I'll be on the couch eating soup. And leftover croissants from bunko.

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