It’s 7:02 pm. I’ve been ready to go to bed since like, 5:30 but Rob convinced me to stay up a bit longer. Just… a bit… longer zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz……………

First off I have to say: If I owe you an email or anything– I’m really sorry I’m such a slacker! The meds I’m on at the moment not only make me forget how to pee, they also make me forget how to stay awake any later than 8 pm (seriously! well, last night I made it til 9, but that’s because it was Saturday and I slept in this morning) and anything more than getting my homework done and then mindless websurfing/tv watching is beyond my realm of possibility at the moment. Hopefully soon I’ll get used to these side effects and be back to my sub-stellar, but more emaily self.
A couple of you have asked how my boss took my email. He didn’t really have much to say about it, just “Sorry to hear about your illness; do you need me to call a sub”. I have a feeling he wasn’t extremely impressed (would you be?) but there’s not much he can do about it and my substitute seems to have done well. I have now used up all my allowed sick days from now until June though so I’d better just be on the ball, if I wanna keep getting paid. One very good thing that happened though, is that in my absence he decided that one of my classes was too big — 36 kids– and pared it down to 23. It made such a huge difference on Friday, I must tell you. Oh my goodness, such a difference. Also, I’m not sure what they told people I was out for– most people assumed I’d had the flu or something and I didn’t tell them otherwise.
So, work on Friday. It actually went fairly well. I was pleasantly surprised. Yes, yes, you know me, all doom and gloom one day (“This job sucks! I will never be able to handle it!”) and Miss Happy Sunshine the next. I can’t help it, though. I just feel things so deeply, it’s hard to be neutral. Anyway. In the middle of my first-period class one of the girls was called down to the office, and when she came back, she handed me these (sorry, huge pic, can’t help it). The class had, of their own accord, each given a dollar or something, and bought me flowers. How sweet of them! I was so surprised– like, about ready to faint. My other two classes, even though they’re “tough” classes, were just as sweet. A few of them asked me how my mother was doing (by the way, my mother is out of the ICU– in fact they sent her home on Saturday or Sunday I can’t remember– they never figured out what was wrong with her, and she’s still in pain, but she’s home now with pain meds), some of them asked how I was doing, and they all said they were glad to have me back. So that’s good.

Oh! Another thing is that Rob and I went to Michael’s yesterday and my semi-craftiness has led to the creation of a prototype for our wedding invitations. There are a couple of things that need tweaking (I think we may go with a wider ribbon, for one, and obviously there would be actual writing on the vellum) but it’s good, yes? No? I realize it’s not particularly out-of-this-world creative but we likes it and that’s gotta count for something. Meg is busily working away at something we’re going to use for our upcoming wedding page, and I think these invitations will sort of go with that theme, so I’m happy.
Oh! And? We found a church that will take us on the date that we were hoping for. So yeah, August 19th, 2 pm. Since Rob isn’t Catholic they’re not going to do the whole long Mass (I’m sure that will be a relief to most of the guests). We went to Mass there last night to check the place out (and also because I just wanted to and you know me, I always get what I want) and it’s nice enough. We didn’t get to see our regular priest though. They had some guest guy in and uhm… well let’s just say he was very … lackluster. Not that it isn’t wrong of me to be critiquing his performance! Oh no! I’m in trouble now!

Snatched from Sheri.

I’m leaving for work (!) in about 15 minutes. I just have it in my brain that it’s Friday so even if it’s a crappy day I get to sleep in tomorrow (which, since I’m SO TIRED anyway from getting up at 6, is just my Ultimate Dream Goal) and not see them again ’til Monday. So huzzah!

Something that has been amusing me lately has been Achewood. For the past month, specifically, the Great Outdoor Fight story arc. You’ll probably read it and think “Wow, Louise is an idiot!” but you know what? It’s funny! Where else would you have a five-year-old (stuffed) river otter running for President and telling off the Pope?

So here’s an email I had to send on Friday morning:
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Mom: Still in the hospital. They’re not sure yet what is wrong with her, only that it’s not her heart. They have her in the ICU right now, and are still doing tests on her.

That being said, my problems seem petty and childish, don’t they?

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I just got home from work (night work not day work) and Rob informed me that my mom is in the hospital.
Apparently she started having sharp pains in her stomach/ribs/chest area this evening.
My vote is for gas, because it sure as hell better not be something serious. I mean it’s her birthday!
Plus, what is up with my family getting all injured and hospitaled? It’s not right I say!

We *did* end up having yesterday ‘off’, although I spent my day working anyway. It was just nice to sleep in ’til 7:45 instead of getting up at 5:30, though.

Today is going to be a long day — I will be leaving for work at 7, I’ll get home at around 4:30 or 5, and head off for my other job at 5:30; I’ll get home from that at 8:30. Needless to say Valentine’s Day is not going to involve long luxurious dinners by the fire (uhm, there’s no fireplace here so that’s a good thing, actually).

And? Happy birthday to my mom and to my friend Tara!

It is snowing really hard right now. Secretly in my secret soul I am hoping that it continues on until tomorrow so that I don’t have to go in to work. I know that I shouldn’t hope that but it is my shameful secret.
Also on Friday I did a bunch of phoning around and we may have to change our wedding date! But we may not! So there will be no panic!

Also Rob is still the cutest! He doesn’t think I should say it but I SAY IT AND I MEAN IT!