20 May
Desperately ill. Runny nose. Sore throat. Fever. kaffkaffkaff. Bleh. Okay, so it's just a little cold, but I'm feeling very pathetic.
I got caught in the rain Thursday night, started feeling ill before I went to bed, felt a little more ill when I got up, and as the day wore on, I ended up with a full-blown cold.
And did I get any sympathy from my office-mates? Of course not, not a sausage, everyone was terribly mean and cruel and brusk with me. Probably because whenever they are sick, as The Raccoon was on Tuesday, I tell them to suck it up. But this was different! It was me!
As I left, the part-timer said "Go home, feel better!" and I said "Nope, for my sins, I'm off to watch four-year-olds sing!"
Molly, you see, had her school concert last night, at the high school in Ridgefield, and Cynthia couldn't go because she has a show opening tonight and was rehearsing, and Fran can neither drive nor learn quickly enough (twenty minutes) so I volunteered, before I was struck down by the plague, to be chauffeur.
Even with Mapquest, we got a little lost (with me driving and Fran as navigator, it's surprising that we only got as minorly lost as we did) but made it in time for Fran to sling Molly on the stage and for her to be a part of the extravaganza.
They sang several songs, the loudest children being the ones with the least acquaintance with melody, but my favourite was the one with the choreography, the children were all in a circle in pairs, and they had to sing and make motions and then turn around and partner with the next child. The teachers were all onstage, frantically running from one child to the next, spinning them like tops. I said it was like watching a guy spin plates.
Anyway, twenty minutes later, we were back on the road, going home. I said, "Don't you want to stay and watch the other kids?" Fran answered firmly, "The next group is five-year-olds playing violins, and we are not in Japan!"
It's taken me all day, between visiting upstairs and wiping my nose, to write this, and I think that my wad, as it were, is blown.
Today's horoscope:
A child or person near you is more needy than usual today, and you'll want to help. Do what's necessary, but not too much!
One year ago today:
I predict many an email stating the fact that ol' Crocodile Steve is actually a national treasure or something, but I thought that he was a big dingdong.
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