Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Want a Little Cheese With That Whine?

I admit there are times when I am a serious baby. And one of those times is when I am sick.

In other words, now.

I live in serious denial anytime I become ill, but there is no denying it today. Nor was there any denying it yesterday. Or late Sunday night. I just have to make it through a few more hours at work this evening, and then it will be my weekend. So I'll be able to rest and recuperate for two whole days, right? No such luck. On Thursday morning I'll be filming my scenes for the acting project I'm involved in, and I have no fewer than three rehearsals tomorrow. I also had a short one this morning before work. So no rest for the weary.

I know, poor me.

I will say that if I must be felled by illness, I'm glad it happened now. You see, next week, I'm taking a mini vacation. I'm going to L.A. for an event at my high school/junior high/elementary school, which is celebrating its 100th anniversary. I went to the same little private school from second grade through high school graduation, and I have seriously fond memories. Now, I've realized recently that I may have been kind of loser in high school, but that doesn't keep me from staying connected. Don't get me wrong, I had plenty of friends, and my love of music made me one of the "cool" kids, at least in the eyes of some. I also did very well academically, and I was brave enough to sing in all the talent shows. But sometimes I look back at how I dressed and carried myself, not to mention the fact that I was overweight, and... well, let's just say I wonder how interesting I really was.

(FYI, by no means do I intend to imply that all overweight kids are losers. I am merely talking about myself... or the me that I was back then.)

That was 20 years ago, however, and I am certainly not a loser now. So back to school I go. I'm also planning a bunch of other fun activities for my trip down south, but I'll tell you more about those when they happen. Until then, I'll just continue with the sniffling and wheezing....


terry said...

you've never been a loser.


Sassy Hair said...

Aren't you sweet, Miss Terry. Any time I spent in Loserville was most certainly many, many years ago, but I remember many a loser moment from my adolescence. The memories are faint, to be sure... but they exist.