A picture of myself.

Kacy took this picture of me. Since it isn't half bad, I wanted to memorialize myself. Here I am, a age almost 32. Whatever. I have self diagnosed myself as having bronchitis. I had a time in my childhood where I had it frequently (that, and tonsillitis). I am feeling mostly okay. I am a little more tired than normal, have a mild fever that comes and goes, a slight burning in my chest, and the wonderful nasty tasting stuff that comes up when I cough. My voice and throat are out of whack, too! I did not go running today because I AM smart enough to know my personal history of bronchial asthma, and I'd really rather breathe, thank-you very much. I have an arsenal of pediatric antibiotics in the fridge, all bubble-gum flavored, and will self medicate. I think. I'll try to find dosing charts on the Internet.
Yesterday I spoke in church for my allotted 15 minutes. The bishop asked me if I was nervous about it. I replied, "Naw, I've humiliated myself in front of all of these people when I did the play. I'm good, actually." It's the truth. Nothing like performing in a play to wipe out any remaining pride after having numerous gynecological procedures/examinations. (Sorry, guys. But you honestly have the doctor visit thing EASY-PEASY.)
I am also planning our summer. Right now it's including trips to the library (I think is maturing a little every day and this may work out), writing journals (on a kindergarten and first grade level) and other various field trips. A low-key, low stress thing, but I've kind of decided to go ahead and finish teaching Kacy how to read this summer, and Will needs some fine motor skill practice with a pencil. We are also going to do swim lessons (I'm teaching them myself at my parents' pool. It'll involve tears, I know!) and maybe some trips to the lake. I have a crazy friend who wants to run in the lake for physical training, and it sounds kind of fun. The lake up here is really shallow and more of a puddle because of the unstable dam situation. We will see. We may just sit around in our swim suits and eat Otter-pops all summer.