Did sneak in an exercise session this late afternoon. Felt great. Perhaps I am learning quite late in life how to channel energy (i.e. irritation/agitation) into a bad ass workout. I am feeling stronger and way more cardio-vascularly fit than 2 weeks ago.
Worst Part of the Day-
1. I received yet another call from Scarl's school saying she "threw up". Let me guess? It happened in the lunch room? Yes, yes. She gagged and then threw up? Hmmm. Just like the other 3 times. Let it be known that Miss S. is highly dramatic and at times acts like a only child diva starring on that horrifyingly interesting show Sweet 16. She doesn't like to watch "babies" eat (anyone 5 years or younger if they are slurping away) as they can be messy and seeing food on their chunky little fingers and face makes her audibly gag. She also is quirky about watching others devour meat and lick any kind of sauce from their fingers--chubby or not. She also gags like a Valley Girl when she sees food crumbs/debris floating in any kind of beverage--worst is to see things floating in chocolate milk. (Gag even me with a spoon envisioning that...) These are all highly probable visions while eating in a grade school cafeteria. It's not throwing up, Teach--it is melodramatic gagging by a girlie who wants to ditch class and watch some tube.
2. I have absolutely no idea where my cell phone is. It is dead, that I know. (I was about due for a little find-the-phone game.)
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