Snowball fight, anyone?
Wow, wouldn't it be fun to glue a bunch of cough drops together and throw them like a snowball? No? Okay.
I was hoping to take a picture of something snowy and important to serve as the First Post of 2008, but I'm sick, and I really don't feel like going outside right now. Will you forgive me?
Wee Raymond, however, is doing a lot better, so that's good. I'm just glad that this isn't the first week of classes, or else I would be a mess. The worst part is that I can't hear very well. I didn't realize how much I use that sense to know what's going on around me, who is sneaking up behind me, etc.
I think everyone is getting sick of hearing me say "AWP is just weeks away!" But it is.
I have been trying to make some New Year's resolutions, but the only one I have come up with, other than cooking less pasta, is to be more compassionate and less cynical. I've turned into one of those people who complains (a lot) about taxes. I never imagined I'd be that person. But you wouldn't believe how much...anyway.
I am trying to get excited about the Iowa Caucus, in between cough drops and sips of tea.