Tuesday, November 16, 2010

SomeONE in my family gets to meet Charlie Batch of the Steelers tomorrow and someone DOESN'T. I'm officially sulking.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

I'm not THAT sick!

Cough cough.... I'm not that sick. Really. Well, not compared to a few days ago, anyway.

Knowing this, when my son called from school to ask me to drop off a folder he'd left behind at home, I thought it would be no problem. I grabbed his NFL Steelers folder and dashed off to the middle school.

I arrived and the secretary was all smiles, but she pulled her SLEEVE over her HAND to take the folder! (Uh-oh!)

I said, "I'm not that sick, really!" (My voice only cracked and wobbled a little, with the most minor hacking cough at the end).

She smiled and just walked away with the folder. When she came back, I apologized and told her I wasn't really trying to pass along germs to her (more hacking coughs, gasping for breath, sniffing).

"Oh no!" she said, "I'm not afraid of a few germs! I don't get sick."


She continued, "It was the FOLDER. I can't touch THAT. It's a (and her face sort of crumbled as she forced herself to say the word) STEELER folder." (I could hear the distaste in her voice.)

I started to laugh (and gasp, and choke a bit) and then I found out she's a COWBOYS fan. Then I really couldn't stop laughing!

The visit practically killed me. It certainly put my recovery time back a few hours. ;)))