By tomorrow, I have to write/prepare a 50 minute lesson for mission prep and I realized this morning that I have a finance test that I have to take. Surely you could guess that I have neither started the lesson outline nor cracked a book for studying. My studious nature ran away the moment I graduated High School.

I'm sitting at our ridiculously small dining table fooling around with my music. Rayray and I had just had a giggle about my aggressive appetite for junk food. The moment my mind knows it needs to study, it thinks it can avoid the chore by dreaming of pumpkin cookies, or better-than-sex cake, or some other devilish treat. Tricky huh?!

I skim over Whitney. Whit and I go way back. At the tender age of six, she capture a part of my heart that she still holds oh so tightly! I Will Always Love You- the best song in the entire world.

Whenever this song came on in the car, I would make my best friend's mom crank it up so I could sing. Kate tried to get a note in here or there, but for the most part, my seriously quick "shut it" yelps would do the trick. I could imagine myself on a grand stage, wearing a fat diamond necklace and shimmery evening gown belting out this song.

It was that bad.

Naturally, I couldn't pass my song without listening. click... a moment later, the exquisite voice of Mrs. Houston floods the kitchen.

My phone was the only potentially decent amp in sight. I grabbed it. I performed. Years of Whitney worshiping has left me with a mean lip syncing skill.

Somehow you can put on the best show in you for the imaginary audience, but the moment Rachel and her video camera sneak out of their hiding spot, you instantly become conscious of the fat zit on your chin, the crack in your voice, and the sloppy hair.

I can't believe she got that on film.

Yucky sickness- BEGONE!

Picture this-

• sore throat- need I say more?
• mean cough... the type that causes you to lean forward every time you hack because you fear you will choke on your innards as they progressively inch their way up the abdomen
• aches- I've always considered myself to have a mean pain tolerance level. I think I'm seriously losing it! I look like the Hunchback of Notre Dome
• runny and stuffy nose... why can't I just have one? The 'crane just hit my face' feeling caused by a stuffy nose should be plenty. Noooooooooo! My lovely body feels the need to leave me helplessly miserable with both Niagara Falls and the hit in the face. Cool.
• lethargy- do not take your sleep for granted! As of late, I've been careless and my immune system is screaming for copious amounts of sleep and a Vitamin C overdose.

Did I mention that I love the rain?

Well, I do.