*So my lymph nodes and sinuses walk into a bar...

And sidle up to my lungs and they say "DUDE! Want to PARTY LIKE US?" and my lungs are all "ROCK ON!" and now I'm bordering on bronchitis. It is one big hacking, gagging, sniffling, snuffling party over here.

This morning Josh got BubTar ready for school without waking me (score!) and my mom picked up BubTar from school (score!) so today KayTar and I are just bumming around in our pajamas. It is actually a LOVELY way to spend the day. We've watched cartoons, played Guitar Hero (how much do I love KayTar telling me "YOU ROCK!" Even if she IS just reading the screen to me, she says it with such feeling!), read some books, colored, and just generally have been big ole bums. She's also made some important phone calls on her bottle, "What's yew name? Name IS KayTar! BYE!" or "Hello Ferapy (therapy)? No FERAPY a-day. Okay?! BYE!" She cut some paper with scissors. And she attempted to reply to some of my emails. It has been a busy, busy morning in the 'Tar household.

Week 1 of school went well. Tuesday I was mistaken for a fifteen year old, and last night I was told I was "very quiet" and "really smart"...which kind of means nerd, right? And the sad thing is, it's kind of true. I'm ahead in all my classes, except Philosophy, because I just got the textbook for it last night. I enjoy going to class. I enjoy engaging my brain a little. I especially enjoy the little welcome party my kids throw when I get home afterwards. I have time in the mornings after the boys leave and before KayTar wakes to read and study, and I can use naptime if needed. Plus, I made it to school while sick, which means I can totally do this, right? I'm really interested in all of the classes I'm taking, which lends itself to me staying on task, and my professor keeps things interesting as well. I feel good about this.

KayTar wouldn't be KayTar without mixing it up a bit, so the previous two mornings when I've checked her temperature (a habit I am in because she's been sick and feverish for two weeks) it was in the 95's! 95 is borderline hypothermic and she was indoors, in footsie pajamas, under her comforter, with our heat running. And we are in TEXAS not the Great White North. What is that about? She runs an average temperature when healthy, a nice midrange 98, so it is quite a deviation for her. Today, of course, it was normal, because KayTar can't make anything too obvious. She boggles my mind, that one.

To sum up; sick, boring, school, KayTar is weird, the end. That's about it for us. KayTar is napping, so I am now going to tuck myself into bed and spend some quality time with the cast of Scrubs until I drift off to Dreamland.

And for those of you who haven't seen my wittle baby face before, here you are.

Jenny, Julie (who I stole this photo from), and me.

*alternately titled, "Why You Should Never Blog (or operate heavy machinery) While Taking Cold Medication" or maybe "Let Me Bore You With My Over-Medicated, Stream of Consciousness Ramblings"