Spring Break

Do I HAVE to go to school tomorrow?

I thought perhaps that a rest from the daily life of school would renew my spirits and get me ready to endure the last month and a half. I was wrong. Did it renew my spirits? Yes. Am I ready to endure the last month and a half? Yes. CAN I endure the last month and a half? This, I do not know. Right now, my heart is screaming, "NOOOOOO! NO! Mandie! Why are you purposefully subjecting me to this pain??" And I answer and say, "So I can go to college and get you to a doctor." And this is the conversation that constantly goes on between myself and my heart.

If I could talk to my heart, it would look like this. 

And I didn't get this one off the internet. Paint is a wonderful thing. Except it makes you write in cursive and have bad handwriting. It's a good thing I figured out how to insert text.

Anyway, Spring Break has been pretty much bomb. The first part, eh. But starting Friday? AWESOME! Passover, and Easter eggs, and egg salad sandwiches, and The Muppets, and Captain America, and kite flying, and getting kites out of trees, and sleeping in! Oh man! I wish it would never end. I guess I just have to wait until the summer.

Easter Sunday though. Oh the funny stories. I volunteered to teach for  little four year olds at church because their teacher wasn't there. Anyway, one little girl kept asking me if I was married, and where my ring was, and when I was going to have a baby. I told her that I would only have a baby after I got married. When she asked why I wasn't married yet, I told her that I hadn't found someone that I love enough to get married to. And her reply? "Well, find someone." She didn't seem to comprehend that I'm not even old enough to be married, and that I don't like any boys right now. Cause they're all in high school, and how much fun is that? Zero fun.

I have this new medicine now. Well, vitamin. Vitamin B-12 to be exact. But it's in liquid form. And I have to hold it under my tongue for 30 seconds every morn. And it tastes like musty sinuses had a baby with Dial soap. So for thirty seconds, all I taste is musty, soapy sinuses, and then lots of water. But the whole day, I keep tasting this liquid vitamin B-12. SO GROSS.

Passover was pretty much the bomb.com. It was weird though. We couldn't find any of our regular matzoh at the store, so we bought some new stuff. But it was DELICIOUS! So it didn't feel like Passover. The end.

Signing out,

Mandie