4pm, Monday

What is wrong with us, Atlanta?

fever

So, I've been sick since Wednesday. Started with a sore throat and headache and quickly progressed to full blown fever sick. Going on day five of fever now. Where there's fever, there's threat of contagion, and contagion is best contained in quarantine. So, I've been in my little apartment, just Dori and me, for 4 days. Went to the doctor on Friday and had two short visits from friends (very short). Otherwise, been alone, just Dori and me. It's driving me crazy. So far, I have missed a date, a movie party with friends, church, and a trip to the aquarium. Luckily, the aquarium trip did not happen without me but will be rescheduled for a time when I can go.

I hate being stuck at home. I am so happy, so blessed, so thankful that I am not permanently confined. I cannot imagine the pain some people experience of knowing they will never leave their homes again. Homebound ministry is so important.

I am thankful that I am not always alone. I am thankful that I have friends who miss me when I am confined. I am thankful that I have fun stuff to miss.

So, I am thankful, BUT I'm going to kill strep throat if it keeps me away from Immy while she is here. Both of my babies (the born and the unborn) arrived in Georgia yesterday, and I am quarantined away from them both. I am supposed to see them both on Tuesday, and I will be a VERY unhappy, fevered camper if I do not get to see them on schedule.

Readers, pray with me for wellness. I have read that I am supposed to stay away from people for 24 hours after the fever leaves, which means I'm going to need this thing to be gone tomorrow.

Five days is enough, God. Thanks.
-mo

and this one

this one is so precious it inspired tears

these are a few of my favorite things

I simply cannot get tired of Google image searching "kittens."

kettle of crazy

maturity?

26 years without a date. so, now i feel like a middle schooler trying to figure all this stuff out for the first time. and feeling like a middle schooler makes me feel dumb. i hate feeling dumb.

daddy's priceless perspective

What my daddy thinks of the occupy lady from my previous post:

"I think she should team up with Miss Teen South Carolina 2007 to start some really great movement to make Wall Street give maps to US Americans such as like such as and help South Africa and such as … "

occupy: the explanation we've all been waiting for

so, i'm not young anymore

for the fourth year in a row, my car and i signed up to participate in my church's Trunk or Treat. on halloween, we park our cars in a circle, trunks facing in, and we decorate our trunks and receive "trunk-or-treaters" from the community. tons of children and families show up, and it is always a great time of fun with our church and our community.

this year, i had a brilliant idea for my trunk's decor. i wrapped a couple of flattened cardboard boxes in blue wrapping paper and added some waves and fish. i set up the boards to form a barrier to my trunk, and i gave each trunk-or-treater a fishing pole with a clothes pin on the end. he/she would fish for candy. i even thought ahead enough to buy individually wrapped Swedish Fish candies from Amazon to fit my theme.

when the event started, i climbed into my trunk and went to work attaching fish to each lowered line and giving the line a tug to let the fisher know he/she had a bite. 1.5 hours of fun.

the next day, the fun bit me in the back. i could barely move. apparently, i am too old to work curled up in a trunk for 1.5 hours. my back and neck were so sore i stayed in bed all day popping naproxen sodium. i missed both my classes but decided i needed to be up at 8pm for my online office hours for the class i teach. i got up slowly and took bengay and a heating pad with me to the living room to set up for office hours. as soon as my hour was up, i returned to lying flat in my bed.

wow. who knew one could get so old so fast? who knew old people shouldn't get in trunks? now i know.
-mo