So I woke up this morning feeling like this:
You know those commercials where the lady's head gets bigger and bigger and bigger until it turns into a balloon? I feel her pain. I wanted to crawl back into the bed this morning and have one of those days where you do nothing but eat crackers and chicken noodle soup and watch Food Network. And drink hot tea. But--duty calls. The dental school does not believe in sick days. These are the people who told my class first year that missing class for your best friend's wedding or rehearsal dinner is a bad excuse. With which I concluded--they must not have any friends! All that to say--today has just been one of those days. And it's only 9 am. Geez.