What do you get when you mix 19 children, the humid South, bacteria, and almost 3 weeks of incessant rain? Whiny, sick children. That's what you get. As a result, you have a class that's stuck inside with the air conditioner set so cold that PPB puts on a sweater, and all those germs just keep getting bonked all around like so many ping-pong balls.
So -- my kindergartners have done what ALL my kindergartners tend to do to me at one time or another -- they've made me ill. I have a sinus headache the size of the Grand Canyon, and my throat is as red as a baboon's bottom.
Why am I blogging, then, you might say? Why, might you also say, aren't you in bed, loaded up on chicken soup and NyQuil? I might tell you to stop fussing at me as if you were my mother, and tell you that I'm headed for bed in just a trice. I just wanted to let those of you who wander through here reading my drivel know that I shall probably be incapacitated for a day or two. I have the feeling that this so-called summer "cold" will be getting worse before it gets any better.
Hold the fort for me, and someone make sure to give me any assignments that I missed.