Monday, August 01, 2005

ARRRRRRRG all around!

So we spent the weekend in Grand Isle. And on Sunday, I woke up sweating like crazy. Which is unusual for Grand Isle, as I am always frozen from the little window units. I felt like crap, too. Then I froze. Then the sweating. Uh-oh. That can mean only one thing: fever. Then I realized how bad my stomach was feeling. And I spent a lot of time in the bathroom, worshipping the porcelain gods, while the family was at the church I refuse to go to.

Unfortunately, Mark had to be to work for 6, so after one more good heave, we hit the road. And I made it back okay. But around nine, all of the water I'd been drinking came back to say hello. I realized that I was just starving. I'd gotten rid of the four bites of toast I'd had earlier. Mark was working 'til midnight. We didn't have any bread or crackers or bland stuff, so I called my parents, who brought over soup, saltines, Gatorade, Sprite, and emetrol. (Which I ended up not having to take.)

So I'm home today, instead of working mini-camp. Not necessarily a bad thing, simply because I really haven't stopped in two weeks, what with trip camp and all. Mom calls to check on me. Ten minutes later, the phone rings.

It's the principal at my high school alma mater, wanting to know if I had a job right now because they had a last minute personnel change. WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That's the only job I wanted!!!!!!!!! But a week before school starts, I can't turn them down. So I asked to PLEASE be kept in mind for next year, and she said she'd put a note on my file. I AM HEARTBROKEN BEYOND WORDS.

4 comments:

anne said...

Which church is this?

Mae said...

I dunno...whatever the Catholic church in Grand Isle is. I went once, and the deacon made a sermon all about how people who weren't Catholic were going to hell, and how it was our job to see that they don't end up there, and how everyone else, including other forms of Christianity, were just wrong. And the congregation just sat there nodding along, and his grandma talked about what a good speaker the guy is, and I refused to ever set foot in there again.

O'Grady said...

You're too young to be going through menopause.

--O'Grady

Mae said...

Okay..first of all, this was obviously a stomach virus I had, not menopause. And second of all, who ARE you? And Why are you commenting on my journal? Just go away.