Oozing pustules and Sugary snacks!

So I learned the hard way that strep throat can actually happen to me. I was under the impression it only happen to other people, people who go to doctors and put up a fuss about stuff like a sore throat. You know, chumps. I finally caved when the glands under my tongue were so large speaking and breathing were difficult, and the nastly white spots on my tonsils were oozing green pus down my throat. It is horrible to choke on your own ooze.

Anyway, after being dosed with foul antibiotics (my guts are soooo miserable right now), I felt up to the big trip South, and am posting from my mom's house. We have already had doughnuts, and are prepping for a trip to Pie Heaven. I have so missed home!

A Stable Internet Connection

Finally! I can get on-line! I will try to make it a weekly post.

The last few months, I've been painting a lot, dabbling in writing (essays and philosophical thought, primarily) and helping my sister with her laundry. That's how I keep the kid in diapers: I help my extended family with household chores. It's a living! I'm thinking about taking up palm reading on the side. Sure, it's just a step above pan-handling, but I REALLY need to make my September student loan payment.

greensnot

(to the tune of "Greensleeves")
Alas, my nose you do me wrong
to swell and puff discordantly.
To choke me nightly with nasty stuff
and drip down my throat so often.

Green snot was all I sneezed.
Green snot was all I sniffed.
Green snot was everwhere--
oh where is my Vick's Vapor Rub?

Well, tomorrow I move. I won't be posting very frequently for a while, because my sister's house is not internet compatible at this moment. I'll miss blogging a lot!

Wish me luck!