There is....
a prodromal tingling sensation in the back of my throat.
Let’s all chant:
I am not getting sick.
I am not getting sick.
I am not getting sick.
I am not getting sick.
I am not getting sick.

I was feeling kind of funny last week, too. But I keep battling it back with prayer, OJ and handfuls of OTC drugs. I’m certainly not going to blow off work this morning because I have an odd sensation in my throat.

Other things that might be making me feel unwell: the SweetTarts that topped off breakfast, the R. Kelly video that just slimed its way across my TV screen, that black dog.

Animal Control is still stalking the neighborhood looking for the black dog. I am starting to think that the guys in the Animal Control van are spies.

Time to set up the school stuff for the day.
I forgot to prep the Shakespeare theme for the week. That may have to wait until tomorrow. I did buy a new DVD at Target. Something I really liked, with an ‘A’,....was it All’s Well that Ends Well, As You Like It, Much Ado about Nothing? I think it is Much Ado about Nothing. You know, the one with Kenneth Branagh and Denzel Washington.

I noticed when I took a bunch of the kids to see Much Ado at Barat’s College’s Shakespeare on the Green some years back, that the ribaldry floats right past ears not accustomed to Shakespearean English and British accents. Maybe I’ll have RIck set the boys up watching a portion of the DVD this afternoon.

I must remember to write about last week’s viewing of Godspell. For me it was a lovely blast from the past - the boys saw it differently. (Actually, Eddie slept thru 2/3, so he hardly saw it at all!)