Oh my gosh, I'm serious, I just want to stick my fingers into my thoracic cavity and put my cartilage and/or rib back where it needs to be!
I went ice skating late last Saturday night with Brennan (to break up the monotony of paper-writing all day and night) and the Zamboni wasn't run at all for some reason. We agree that the ice was choppier than it should have been and I'm not just a total klutz. Seriously, I'm not actually bad on skates.
Anyways. I played it cool, toughed it out. It hurt a lot but we skated for another hour before I had to call it a night.
Sunday morning I woke up to the sound of myself screaming (yes, they were obscenities, I am ashamed) and then dosed myself with ibuprofen and got ready for church/garden club fundraising.
The fundraiser went well! Very exciting, can't wait to break ground and get dirty.
And Helen and I are going to Tally for the holiday to see Poppa and Lolita, yay.
Also, Conner was just in a Thanksgiving show and he was basically the STAR of the show. Well, he had one line to memorize- They met the natives, and shook their hands!- but only 4 kids in the whole PreK were asked to memorize a line. I am so proud.
And Coral is just blossoming. Ever-lovely and precious and working really hard on bringing up her reading/writing grades.
AND I lived through the hardest week of school ever :) and I have all A's.
And now I'm dating the cutest boy ever. Go me!