Microorganism Festival is Underway!!!

Yahoo! Yippeee! The party is right here in my head. There's a thumping beat and barely room to stand up there. Every now and then a drunk one staggers down my nostril and they're throwing beads off the balconies in my ears. It must be a rave. I'd sleep, but I can't breath. I'd eat, but I can't close my mouth. Someone, please just drip some broth in my direction. Miserable, thick, stuffiness. And there is Mark...sleeping soundly on the living room floor...for the past two hours! What I would do to be in his place. I wonder if he is planning a party, too. It's not like him to nap like this. And he's been so cranky. I thought PMS was bad, sheesh.

Tomorrow I make, what Mark calls, my ministerial debut. Ha. I'll be the facilitator for the service at our fellowship. We call it a fellowship, because church is a christian word and we are not necessarily christian (some are, some aren't, most are Humanist.) I'll be an MC of sorts, introducing each element of the service. I MUST be well enough to attend tomorrow. I'm determined.

**Blogger's spell check seems to be under the weather, too. This post has not been checked. Ah, hell.