Sick.
That's me.
Sick.
Apparently, I have mono.
I don't have time for mono.
You see, I'm hosting this charity event in a couple weeks and at best, I can hope for not being totally exhausted. I surely can't expect to get rest!
Rest & fluids.
That's the remedy for freaking mono.
Rest and fluids.
The fluids I can deal with--I can't seem to get ahold of this thirst!
But the rest?
Seriously, the month of October is my busiest time of year and I don't know when I'll find time to rest.
And now I've found that this can get worse.
Much worse.
And I really don't have time for that!
The good news is that I am not contagious to most of the people who come into contact with me.
Unfortunately, that does not include the three most important people in my world who aren't supposed to kiss me nor share my drinks or food. Have you ever tried to tell a two-year-old not to kiss his mommy? How 'bout telling his little sister that she can't have a drink of your water? It's not as easy as it seems...
Know what else I'm sick about?
Telling my friends good-bye as their moving trucks pull out of town.
I'm so thankful that Holly K and her family will be back home next year but I had to come to terms with the fact that Kelly Wilkinson and I will likely never live in the same town again. I know that we'll always be friends...always be in contact with one another and I know this move is best for her health & for her husband's career, but I'm still very sad to see them go.
I'm sick of the state of the union.
I'm sick of political ads. Already. And frankly, I don't know what either party is saying, other than what they think "we" want to hear. I just wish I knew what was real.
I'm sick of Runza. E doesn't love chicken nuggets but mini corn dogs? He's all about mini corn dogs. And pizza. I'm sick of pizza too.
I'm sick of too-warm-for-long-sleeves weather. I'm ready to wear all the cute sweaters and long-sleeved rugbys and tights and all the other fun things Gymboree has for fall. (Feel free to remind me of this in the spring when I'm ready to put away all the coats and mittens and hats.)
Of course, there are so many things that don't make me sick:
*her pictures. I could get lost in them everyday.
*Kimberly Brimhall's class about blogging.
*having my crockpot at the ready. I've already made Coke Cow and "beebahlsh"--in E Speak--(meatballs) twice for football games. Looking forward to apple crisp and fresh jam and taco soup soon!
And of course, all the fun things Gymboree has for fall.

