Thursday, December 08, 2005
You know it's a good cold when you wake up in the morning, face down on the bed, with your mouth wide open and a pool of drool all around. Your ears crackle and pop as they adjust to the first sounds of morning; you touch your nose and it's just CRUSTY and snot-filled all at the same time. Finally, after a few minutes of indecisive "should I just call in sick today?" thoughts, headache-in-tote, you walk to the bathroom...you look in the mirror, and appalled at your own sicky-bacteria filled breath, try to smile at yourself in that half-sleepy, half dear-god-I'm-scary-in-the-morning sort of way. Upon adjusting the eyes to that morning smile you look at your cavity-free teeth...you are appalled to see that they've apparently grown a little bit of red fuzz on them. That's right...what color are your sheets? Red. Sick. Indeed - I know it's a good cold when I get chia teeth.
Hope you liked the visual. :)
So I'm a little icky-sicky right now, much like the rest of the world, I'm sure. But in a weird sort of way, I'm glad for a cold every now and then because it forces me to stop...and relax...and sit...and a little bit of pity is good every once in awhile. :)
I've been housesitting at a mansion for the past week, and well, LOVING it. It's been good having random peeps over for dinner and fun sleepovers with Young Life girls and the like. This morning I went out there and laid in front of the fire place and had Jesus time; unfortunately, I haven't seen one of the cats since yesterday, so let's just hope that the next time I post I'm not minus a housesitting cat still. Don't think that would go over so well with this fam...
Okay, I've still got chia teeth on my mind - it's a good sign that it's time to go.
chia hugs- cara:)