Stuck at Home

Still sick, relapsed even. Pain in ear and jaw. Called in sick for only the third day in 18 months and still felt guilty about it. Told I basically have to come in tomorrow because we are so low on manpower and court parts have to be covered. Icy rain falling now into tomorrow.

Problem is I really feel worse. Can't enjoy a day at home. Dear sister took pity on me and dropped off a chicken so I could make chicken soup (who else is going to do it for me??)

Mail brought letter encouraging son to apply to Honor Program at a college we hoped he would get into. Reading between the lines, I think that means he's going to get in! He already got into his "safe" school, even without putting in the second half of the application. I realize that the kid could get into an Ivy League, but for the lack of funds. Oh well, life hands you lemons and you make lemonade. We could be living in an apartment on the wrong side of Memphis and hoping we could afford to send him to U of M.

The mail also brought Real Simple magazine. It's only my second issue so the jury's still out on whether it's worth the bucks. It's very "how=to" and sort of verges on being a directory for Those Too Stupid to Know How to Use the Yellow Pages and Whose Parents Never Taught Them Why You Need a Plumber or Electrician. At least to me.

I'm going to take a nap and dream about a beach in Mexico, with a hammock, sun, waves, sweet rum drink, long cigarette, and a body that fits into a bikini.