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The Battle of the Phlegm

I feel like crap.

Where's the vicks vaporub when you need it?

I think I have to see the doc.

Which sucks because I think I caught this mutating snot cold ouchie chest from my last doc's visit.

I'm really getting tired of these one after another colds. They are keeping me from working out. If my thighs get any fatter, I will start to moo.

Go see the movie Knocked Up. I won't tell you why, but it is funny.

I think I am going to go back to bed. Or at least try to.

My church lost a Deacon yesterday. Sonny had the coolest hair ever. A shock of white. And he was funny and nice. He was considerate all the way up to the end. Deacon S was driving and knew something was wrong. So he pulled over and ... just died. No crashing into anyone or anything. He had had several heart attacks before and surgery, but mom said (smiling) that "Now he can eat as many Oreos as he wants." Zoe and I prayed for him yesterday. Whenever I saw him, he was pretty strict about his diet, so I hope he gets a chance to eat whatever he wants now.

It was kind of sweet last night. Zoe read a book to herself before bedtime. I hope she loves to read like I do. I used to stay up nearly all night some nights reading a book.

Ok. Sleep.

I can do this. Even if I have to battle the phlegm again.

Your assignment today is to plant a flower (or buy some). Zoe came in yesterday to my room with this excited look on her face. She had been helping Momo plant flowers in the backyard. She opened her hands and they were as dirty as could be, and had rescued three little flowers that had fallen on the ground. She was filthy, and I wished I had a real camera for that one (my new phone doesn't take very clear pictures). That girl is a peach.

I love you internets!!

Posted by debutaunt at June 7, 2007 07:08 AM