i am riddled with disease.  i am a contagion catastrophe. 

yesterday sarah finally cut my hair.  all off.  like, we really got carried away.  at first sarah was like, i'm just going to be conservative, and then i'm like yeah, and then we both were like, here! and there!  and snip snip!  and the sarah snipped a piece of hair on my right side that really makes it look like a ball of curls.  and we laughed....now i hardly recognize myself.  i have to learn how to do this kind of hair and be this person with this hair.  it's fun to get body and bushy.  i'm glad i went for a change at the same time, i just saw a pic of myself with long hair and i miss it already.  that's the thing with hair.  it's a security blanket and it's part of your identity.  here's to trying new things.  here's to change.  here's to curl balls.  is my head of hair a topiary bush?  perhaps a little, but my neck is more a tree trunk than a bush twig.  you can have a topiary bush head too. 

after i showered and blow dried my hair i dropped adriel and sloan off at the school to play football with their friends.  will you pick us up? asked sloan.  nope. i said, how will we get home? asks sloan.  sloan always needs all the deets.  adriel was much more blase.  sloan, we can call home.  but we don't have a phone! says sloan.  they all have phones, says adriel filled with confidence. 

back at home sarah and i had a nice time wrapping presents in the peace that was left behind when 2 boys left the house.

when kyle got home they did a lot of baking.  i participated by eating things.

that night we watched the end of family man with nicholas cage.  he has the longest head ever.  i just can't get over it every time i see him.  it's soooo long!  we also finally watched the finale of survivor.  part way through it we stopped.  jeff had mentioned spaghetti and kyle needed to make some.  so we paused and sarah and kyle whipped up some spaghetti and i wrapped more presents while feeling more and more sick.

the spaghetti was good.  what is it about pasta in winter?  it really hits the spot.

when i went to bed i spent a lot of time time trying to breathe through both nostrils at the same time.  it's hard to get enough air to breathe when one nostril is blocked.  i'm talking cpap talk.  one nose hole is not enough. 

i woke up at 5:44 but this time i successfully went back to sleep until 7:30.

i make used kleenex mountains wherever i go.  it's my art and i'm prolific.

for the christmas program i work my red velvet jacket, grey quilted skirt, cream shirt with gold polka pricks, and purple striped socks with mustard bow flats. i did my hair best i could.  i did my make up all festive like with a red lip.  kyle made me scrambled eggs and bacon and toast.  i put chipotle mayo on my toast.  we drove sahib, because i as the single person, have the car that will fit everyone.  when sarah came out to the car in her rust dress and new dressy grey coat it was clear to see that she was a major fox.  like the trees and bushes cat called her "he foxy ladeeeee!" nature could not be stopped.  it took a whistle at the foxy lady.

we were a few minutes late.  and squeezed in a row.  i ended up singing in the double quartet because sarah's counselor who was asked to be in it backed out.  we sang angels we have heard on high alco polco.  after church sarah's counsellor said it was because she would cry that she couldn't sing. lucky i know that one in alto pretty well because, well because no one wants to be a fool.  i used sarah's one kleenex the whole duration and after sarah said i had bits of kleenex stuck to my lip.  i broke it down to it's fibers yo.

sloan and adriel had to get up and get drinks of water during our number.  rood.  when chuch was over we went home.  kyle heated up some brazilian fish stew and i ate some and had some honey ginger drink.  sarah and kyle went to have some nappy loos and i was alone with the boys.  at first it was fine.  we coloured sloan's pics with his gel pens until i was the only one left doing it by myself.  then huxley and i read stories  then we were going to play a game but there was too much bugging and button pushing and i was too sick to deal.  i went down to my room for a break.

sarah and kyle got up during my break.  we did more snow flakes.  we actually got kyle who was repleat in his navy onesie to do 2 snow flakes.

we wrapped more presents.

i was feeling worse.  i got the chills and went back down to my bed to warm up and i couldn't.  sarah thought it was weird for me to warm up in my bedroom with heat at 10 but it had always been warm enough for me up to that point.... it was just because i got the chills.  sarah and kyle made tortelini with a rose sauce and we watched the rest of santa clause 2.  during that point i strarted feeling like i had a fever.  i felt so so so so hot.  after the movie i just lay back on the couch with my eyes closed and felt myself burn.  sarah gave me two tylenol and i went down to my room.  i slept off and on all feverish like.  a couple hours later the fever broke and i came upstairs again.

kyle got me some cold and flu meds which was nice of him.  we sat in the living room and talked about what we had left to do tomorrow and how sarah was in fact good at christmas despite the lies she was telling herself.  then i began to blog and kyke dozed while sarah was on her phone.  and that was today.  i hope tomorrow is better when it comes to the viral condition i am in.