This house has been under quarantine.
The germs have multiplied, spread to each family member, and done a happy dance.
Can germs do happy dances?
In short we have all been sick. It pretty much sucks when everybody is sick. I think the kid's schools are starting to think I'm lying.
Meanwhile, I have been making my way through a creative writing class. I have looked forward to this particular class for awhile. Turns out it didn't live up to my own hype. It is kind of painful writing a story for a grade. I have not enjoyed it and have done some of my worse work in this class. It has been a little miserable.
Except for our last assignment. I really like what I wrote for my last assignment. I also have enjoyed the text book. One of the tips from the book was to write, write, write, and write. Apparently after about a 100 times writing you will like 1 thing you wrote.
Doing the math that means out of the 400 and something post I have written only 4 post were good. Makes you wonder how writers ever get anything written.
Next week is Spring Break and I have a couple of weeks off of school. I have a lot to do to get this family off the sick track. Not to mention our "sugar fast," begins on Monday. I think it is going to be interesting who caves first.
Just so you know Brent and I are working on our own little side bet. But betting against Brent is a sucker's bet because once he decides to do something he pretty much decides. The boy has steal for a backbone. Once it is decided it is decided. Since he has decided he isn't going to eat sugar the only really in trouble is Me. So basically I am betting against myself or for myself I haven't decided. Which is pretty much the core difference between Brent and I.
I'm off to finish getting ready for work and to ignore, as much as I can, the foot of snow resting on the grass outside my window.
Hugs and Prayers
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