Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Paranoid

For two weeks I have tried not to touch or rub my eyes.

Over Christmas break my niece got pink eye.  Apparently the bacteria from it, that is lingering on everything she touched, can last as long as two weeks.  Since I didn't want to get pink eye, I have been very careful not to touch my eyes, or at least to wash my hands beforehand.  You know, in case I touched any of the same things that my two year old niece did.

It might sound paranoid.  And, well, it is.  But I didn't want to get pink eye.

It's kind of funny, though.  For two weeks I have watched people on TV and in movies rubbing their eyes, because they were tired, or their eyes itched, or for whatever reason and I have been jealous.  I wanted to rub my eyes.  All the time. 

But it's been two weeks since the last symptom, or at least since my niece went back home.  So now if my eyes itch I can take care of it.  Yay!


In case you wondered, this is what I would have looked like with pink eye.  Also, I think, close to what I look like when I am angry, or when I cry. 

Thursday, January 5, 2012

A Post!

Guess what?

It's a new year and school has started again.  Already I am sick of it.  Fantastic, right?

Christmas was great. 
My sister and her husband came with their two girls.  My nieces are so cute.  And smart.  The 2 and a half year old almost got sent to bed for being grumpy around 6 PM and after that, she was a perfect angel and played quietly, until her dad realized that she had stayed up until 1:30.  It was hilarious. 

One of my best friends got back from her mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (learn more here).  She was gone a year and a half.  I really missed her and I'm glad she's back.  We always went walking before her mission, and I guess she misses walking now she's back.  So we went on a few walks before she moved to University town. 
Anyway, it makes me so happy to be able to talk to her again.

But, the holidays are over.

And it's back to school.

This is how I feel about being back.  And that puddle is not spit, it's tears. ^_^