If there were a feasible way to reach in and extract my entire flaming esophagus without causing any more pain than is currently being endured, I probably wouldn't think twice about it. Talking is overrated, right? It's actually proving to be quite effective around my home. I can only whisper and even that hurts, so my family is having to listen very carefully to me. I have a not-so-secret tendency to talk too much, especially when it comes to disciplining my children. Seems less talk, more action is way more effective!
So while the infection swirls around in my head, throwing a party that it currently has full reign, let's move onto other things... like this:
it's just different enough that it took denten a few days to quit looking at me funny. but look: he still loves me when I put my hat on!
santa fe was a quick, low-key getaway. the trip reaffirmed my gratitude for d's job and that it's a great one. the firm is composed of amazing people who I am so glad we get to associate with. lazy mornings, wandering through galleries, shopping for darling things to take home to our kids... it was lovely. I must savor the moments seeing as denten won't touch me when I've got germies floating all around me. can't blame him, but I wish they would go away!