The Dreaded Lurgy

The children are full of plague. Half of them are coming in with coughs and runny noses: they sit there sniffling and hacking, refusing tissues when I offer. "BLOW YOUR NOSE!" I insist, thrusting the box of Kleenex at them. "AND THEN USE THIS!" (The bottle of hand sanitizer.)

When they leave, I cover everything in a thick mist of Lysol. We'll see if my precautions work. I spent the entire month of November sick with bronchitis and a sinus infection: I may be immune to whatever bug is currently making the rounds, or I may not. If I need to go see the doctor for antibiotics again, I'm hitting up the parents for donations to pay my doctor bills.

My family needs to be banned from the internet.

Sorry to make two posts within about an hour of each other, but I Had to Share. :P)

One of my mother's favorite hobbies is forwarding emails. (And making ridiculous animated photo greeting cards. How does she always manage to select the very worst pictures of me for these? HOW?? She sent me a Valentine's card, photo of me--all nostrils. Seriously, the camera was going right up my nose! My mother: "Did you get the card I sent you?" Me: "Yep." Mother: "What did you think?" Me: "I think you need to get a hobby that doesn't involve emailing me pictures of myself.")

But I digress. (Should be the name of this journal...)

My uncle forwarded to my mother some very obviously Photoshopped pictures of ICEBERGS supposedly taken in LAKE MICHIGAN. *facepalm* I think it's time my mother and I had The Talk again. ("Mom, you can't get believe everything that gets forwarded through the internet...")

So, enjoy: ( Icebergs in Lake Michigan! )