I'm sick. I have a sore throat, the kind of sore throat that comes with fatigue, headache, nausea and despair. For more details, see the headline and you'll get the idea. NSBR is about 18 hours ahead of me on this one, he's moved on to the congestion portion. I know I will be very sorry to have said this, just as I am very sorry I did not show him more sympathy about 18 hours ago, but I cannot wait to leave the sore throat part behind me.
S. just woke up and pointed mournfully to her throat. This should be a fun day. I have a parent-teacher conference at 9 a.m., and I suppose everyone will continue to want to eat regularly.
But I do have some good news. I just saved a bunch of money by switching my...no, just kidding. They do need to retire those ads, since even my children use that line and children should not joke about discount car insurance.
The good news is that NSLR's best friend also did not make the basketball team. I know that doesn't sound like good news, but he's an uber-athletic tyke and I pretty much assumed he did make it/had made it until NSLR got home from cross-country practice on Monday. Even then, he waited until he'd been home for half an hour and sauntered down to the kitchen. "I'm bursting with news," he announced. And then did he lead with that? No: "Mrs. B says I can wear my Ninja hockey mask in class tomorrow!" Then it was "C. didn't make the team either."
Anyway, it's much more comfortable when your buddy is in the same boat. At least for me. As I asserted the other day, and as you can see here, MV is much more thrown by this than NSLR.