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beandelphikiSo right after I posted my last entry, it makes sense that I get horribly ill, right?
Sore throat, sore neck (can't turn it), headaches and a fever, blah. I think it must be the same bug that kept my sister out of school last week.
My mother's friend Deb is over this weekend. We know Deb from our homeschooling days - her two daughters both homeschooled from the start, although I gather her son is now in public school where they're living. She moved down to the U.S. when her husband got transferred, but one of her daughters came up for a birthday party weekend, so she's staying with us. (Aww, they didn't invite the mother!)
She spent a good hour at least on the phone with an old Calgarian friend complaining about the culture shock and how uncouth Americans are. "When you say 'Thank you,' they don't say anything close to 'You're welcome!' They say, 'Uh-huh.'"
I was up last night with a nasty fever, babbling to myself. I'm pretty sure most of it was about sex, and not missionary position, either. Don't ask me why I was talking to myself about sex, but at 5am when you can't sleep and you have a fever is a reasonable time for anything you say - to yourself or anyone else - to get wonky, don't you think?
I'm just hoping Deb didn't really hear me through the walls. Hahaha, god. Shoot me.
Sore throat, sore neck (can't turn it), headaches and a fever, blah. I think it must be the same bug that kept my sister out of school last week.
My mother's friend Deb is over this weekend. We know Deb from our homeschooling days - her two daughters both homeschooled from the start, although I gather her son is now in public school where they're living. She moved down to the U.S. when her husband got transferred, but one of her daughters came up for a birthday party weekend, so she's staying with us. (Aww, they didn't invite the mother!)
She spent a good hour at least on the phone with an old Calgarian friend complaining about the culture shock and how uncouth Americans are. "When you say 'Thank you,' they don't say anything close to 'You're welcome!' They say, 'Uh-huh.'"
I was up last night with a nasty fever, babbling to myself. I'm pretty sure most of it was about sex, and not missionary position, either. Don't ask me why I was talking to myself about sex, but at 5am when you can't sleep and you have a fever is a reasonable time for anything you say - to yourself or anyone else - to get wonky, don't you think?
I'm just hoping Deb didn't really hear me through the walls. Hahaha, god. Shoot me.
