So, I admit it. The thought of someone poking needles in my neck scares me. Know what is the most scary? The stories of people who got their vocal cords nicked, so they (the vocal cords) were paralyzed for however long (weeks, months, years), and the person couldn't talk (or sing!) for months or years. Can you imagine what a mess I'd be if I couldn't talk (or sing)?
Spencer's nephew offered us the use of his time share this week. The kids don't have school tomorrow (today's the last day of the term), so Spencer and I took Friday off, and we are all headed up the canyon.
These things, along with a bit of stress at work, made me throw my hands in the air. I emailed my school mentor and told him not to call me this coming Monday because I am taking this week off.
Bones (I loved Hannah. I was sorry to see her go.) and The Biggest Loser (Dolvett is AWESOME. Anna is not.) are all I've done at home, and I don't even feel the tiniest bit bad about it.
So there.
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1 comments:
An excellent choice!! I love you and hope it's been a fabulous.
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