Poor John isn't feeling well. He was home when I got home, which wasn't odd since I didn't get home until about 4:30. So much for leaving work early, but ALL I have to do tomorrow is give my exams, run them through the scanner, and enter the grades into the computer. Anyway, back to John...not long after I got in, he turned the electric blanket on as high as it would go and crawled in bed. About an hour later, I went to check on him. He felt hot, but our thermometer was dead. I ran down to Rite Aid to buy a new one. He was (and still is) running a temp of 99.7. John and I both tend to have normal temps lower than the 98.6 that is considered normal, so 99.7 makes us feel like crap. I just feel SO bad for him whenever he feels bad. I just want to make him feel better. I just hope that he doesn't end up giving me whatever he has. I don't want to be sick over Christmas break!
I'm a small-town country gal who loves God, my family, and my friends. My husband is my best friend, and I can't imagine my life without him. We have 2 daughters, 2 sons-in-law, 2 grandsons, and a gender-unknown on the way. My "babies" are my rat terriers, Ali & Bama. :)
I teach 11th and 12th grade English. I love my job and my kids, but retirement is getting closer and looking so sweet.
I have some of the best friends anyone could hope to have. I love hanging out over a cup of coffee and talking.
My life is filled with so many blessings, and I thank God every day for each and every one of them.