Donna Summer is dead and I don't feel so good myself.
My unemployment claim was denied. I have another appeal and I'll use it but it's a big, fat, hairy bummer.
I've got a wicked phlegmy cough that has graduated from annoying to miserable.
I'm wheezing like crazy.
Coughing makes my back hurt. It's weird... I can't remember having a bout of bronchitis or pneumonia last year (since the back pain started) but I probably did.
I'm having a bad hair day.
I'm fat. So, so fat. I hate it. It's out of control.
BUT... It's Thankful Thursday and I am and will be grateful for my life.
I have two awesome parents who are proud of me despite what a big ole' mess I can be at times.
I have three awesome boys that I am so, so very proud of, especially my Austin who I didn't think would make it this far in school.
I have such adorable nieces and nephews, especially baby Adrian .
I have two rotten cats who don't mind my singing.
I had a really awesome day yesterday, driving into Gainesville to exchange Austin's pants for graduation (for a larger size)... the temperature was perfect, the sun was bright... I drove with the windows down singing at the top of my lungs.
I'm having so much fun with ancestry.com that I can hardly stand it.
I'm so glad that this bout of respiratory misery isn't causing me to miss work. Teehee.
I'm so glad that the school year is almost over in Clayton County so that my mom won't be out there dealing with the recent craziness.
I am glad that Facebook has kept me connected with the outside world during this time of uncertainty and that I have so many really awesome people who encourage me, pray for me and make me realize I'm not alone in this world.
I'm glad that I am able to take inventory of my circumstances and know that there is nothing happening in my life that is beyond the control of my Higher Power.
And she lived happily ever after...