Last night I went to see Elizabeth the Golden Age with my friend Cindy. It was right up there on the list of most beautiful movies ever made and so good to be with Cindy. On the way home I started to feel the life draining out of me. My throat hurt. My body hurt. My hairs on my arms hurt. This morning I have a fever and I can't seem to wake up. I am sick.
Tonight was my other friend Suzanne's wedding reception right down the road from here where everyone I know is going to be and I don't get to go. Tomorrow night is Young Women in Excellence and I don't get to go....I know myself. I know this is around for another couple of days at least.
I'm sorry, Cindy, if the sharing of your twizzlers in the dark has infected you with my aches and pains. I just didn't know.
more later when the bacteria depart.
5 comments:
so sorry you are sick! yuck! it's so bad when the momma is sick, i hope the girls treat you well.
Was the movie worth it? I want to see the first one again and then go to this one.
I don't have internet at home again, so sorry for the slow response.
I'm also sorry you're sick! Especially after having so much fun together. Maybe it was because we stayed outside and gossiped for too long. So far no sickness germs have entrapped me.
oh man! I wondered where you were. I was looking awesomely cute that night too! get better!
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Are you feeling better? I want a taco.
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