Well, by necessity I’m up and moving today. I attended a meeting this morning, then class, swung into the Law Review office to make edits on our latest publication, led four discussion groups, and now am going to try and get a good chunk a 10-page paper written. (Due tomorrow but cannot do tomorrow since tomorrow is packed.)
I’m not feeling 100% (still on a liquid diet with the occasional saltine cracker to keep my spirits up) but Google says I’m not contagious so I’ve decided to be satisfied with that. I already feel like I’ve missed so much of this week!
My sister Bethany, as noted in my last post, is not the most ideal person to have around when sick. I’m sure she means well. But she is the sort of person who, as I go running to the bathroom to lose the contents of my stomach, looks up from her laptop only long enough to shout:
“You better not get me sick!”
She will go grocery shopping for you if you drive her, which is quite nice of her, but she refuses to buy things she doesn’t see the point in (even if using my money.) For example, I give her the following list:
- Saltine crackers
- Water (Dasani preferred)
- Ginger ale
- An iced green tea
- Banana
She looks it over. “Geesh, you want the expensive water? And you don’t need saltine crackers, I have almond crackers. And why don’t you just drink my old Snapple? And you don’t eat bananas. Why would I get a banana?”
Me: “Snapple is made with black tea and I’d prefer something lighter but still caffeinated. And while I do not like bananas overly much, they are easy to digest.”
Bethany: * shakes head*
She emerges from the store with
- Water (Dasani because they were out of the regular cases of water)
- Ginger ale (with an apologetic statement that it is off-brand.)
- Two bananas
Such queries as, “Did I not put saltine crackers on the list?” meet with an eye roll.
She will, however, demand at various intervals over the next few hours why I have not eaten the bananas yet? What WAS the point in getting them?
Sisters do keep you humble!
