I am sick, think I'm getting the flu (fever, muscle/joint aches, nausious, etc) and Mandy went to get me some ginger ale, soup, tylanol, etc. I would normally call my mom and whine to her. She would listen and make suggestions as to what would make me feel better. I know everything she would say. But it sucks that I can't call her. Feeling shitty makes everything worse.
Otherwise, I had an ok week. I worked everyday but yesterday. I'm taking off this Tuesday because my Dad is having a stress test done and I have to drive him. I'm off school next Friday, so Dad and I are flying to Las Cruces to stay w/ William for Easter on Thursday night. I love Easter. It will be good to go see him, I haven't been to his house in 2 years.
Glad to see some of yall blogging...
