Tuesday dawns and I am sick as a dog. In my circuit-shorted mommy brain I forgot the reason I hate Texas so much and was quickly reminded by the dry, scratchy throat, stuffy head feeling. My allergies!! I went out like a normal person should do and enjoyed the day...for crying out loud did I not know this weather does me in every single time? Was my mind so far gone that I actually entertained the thought of living a normal life in this God-forsaken part of the country? Argh...here we go again. I feel as I have razor blades in my throat. The bobble-headed feeling is slowly creeping up on me again!! I feel like Lucy from the Peanuts gang when Charlie Brown gets on her nerves. How could I have been so stupid? I thought for a fleeting moment, wait, no -- an afternoon that I could act like a normal person and pretend to be able to breathe the cloud of smog and allergens that is the Dallas atmosphere. Rant over.
I now sit like a good little mommy that knows better than to venture out into the cold cruel (or in this case hot cruel) pollen/allergen infested world that is Texas. I will now suffer in silence my fate for the next week or two. Time which I will speak with a raspy voice that some say sounds sexy but I liken to the mutterings of the creature from the black lagoon. Que sera sera.