sick kidd-o

I'm sick. I haven't been sick in years. I used to pride myself on my good health. Now, all I can do is laugh at myself for ever making a decise statement I would live to disprove.

This happens at least every 4 to 5 seconds in my brain. Of course not when my nose is dripping. :)

I have humor about this, though. I'm in transition. And what is that? EXCUSE!!! Everytime I focus on significant changes I never go through with them. But this time, THIS time, is going to THE time. *smile*

"the grass is happy and I think so am I" I've been listening to Sarah Harmer for almost 7 hours now. I have had a little needed time to sleep, read, and bead. It has been so difficult, being weak, being sick. I could barely handle this cold/flu how would I be able to handle a major sickness? I can barely stand to be in a hospital waiting.

I guess my perceptions of myself are finally altering. COME REALITY! COME!

Mommy? Can you make me some vegi chicken soup?