At the risk of sounding (or feeling) un-American, I have to say that I am already getting seriously sick of football. This is coming from someone who actually likes football. My problem is this: I hate college football. I always have, I don't know why. I'll watch an occasional Gators game, and as USF started getting national recognition, I've watched their games. You know, alumni spirit and all that. Otherwise, give me my NFL or give me death.
But somehow this season somehow football has exploded onto my television. I think at this point if the only football on was a local high school game, it would probably be on my tv. Especially if it was broadcast in HD. Please won't someone make it stop?
I am sick again. I know it's Spencer's fault. But really, it's not. I have a terrible immune system. I don't know why, but if I brush up against someone with the sniffles in Target I come down with the plague. I think this one came on because of the new holes in my mouth, because when the dentist was yanking them out of my head it bothered my sinuses. This really isn't very farfetched; those roots were crazy deep.
Spencer's getting his second tooth. He's not nearly as cheery about this one, and I can see it under the skin so I'm hoping it cuts tomorrow. He's a whiny cranky mess this weekend. He would only nap laying on me, which meant I had to deal with hand sanitizer so hopefully I keep my plague away from him.
But (okay, I'm going to say it), yer darn right I'm going to get some sleep tonight. I've taken Sudafed and a Unisom, and I better get a full 8 hours of sleep tonight. Christen will just have to get Spencer when he wakes up 10 times through the night. Sadly it's 9pm and I'm thinking of hitting the hay. I do this every night. When did I turn 60?
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