I woke up this morning bright and early at 8 AM feeling (Dare I say it?) better! I’m not coughing, I don’t feel like my head is six feet underwater. I felt like singing. Instead, I’m going to be cautiously optimistic and try not to overdo things (I have a tendency to go into overdrive after I’ve been sick to catch up on things, which usually results in getting re-sicked.)
The sun was shining outside (although it’s about 30 outside) and although there’s been no poetry mail lately, I’m feeling cautiously optimistic about that too. I had a dream that I was carrying around four babies in my arms, showing them off to everyone.
Tonight, instead of watching Idol, I’ll be watching the Michigan primary…I’m on a politics kick lately.
Collin
The primary was a non-starter. Only Hillary on the Dem ticket, so nothing to see their and Romney was a shoe-in since it’s home state. Idol, on the other hand, was a joyful train wreck.
Supervillainess
Urgh – I didn’t know about the ridiculous problems with the Dem ballot, and the “closed” Repub ballot (no independents) pretty much guaranteed a Romney victoire. (Yech. I don’t like Romney, my least fave of the Repub nominees.)
But, I did manage to catch (because of the time difference) the single-mother audition, the one with the blonde horse-training martial artist who lives in a log cabin, and the star-wars bun girl. And the scary stalker. I couldn’t believe how nice Paula was. I would have thrown that psycho out after about four seconds.