What's Wrong With Me???

Okay, I guess nothing is hugely wrong...I just feel weird. I've been all rumbly stomach-y since Monday (with all that goes along with it) and my phenergan (anti-nausea meds) and vicodin (both leftover from my wisdom teeth-ectomy) don't really help. I sleep any time that I can get (I know that some of you would contribute that to the pills, but I sleep way longer than a dose lasts, especially since I half the pills).

Yechchch...I just don't feel good.

But I am out today, dressed well, with make-up and all...looking pretty good if I do say so myself (bought the clothes for Pumpkin Show...looked good then, look just as good now). Wednesday is group lunch day, so I have to look nice for that (one never knows whom one might see).

Anyway, guess who got a job about 20 minutes from Olivet? That would be my perfect cousin, Benjamin. He's smart, good-looking, and does what a proper grandchild should do: He got married before he finished college and has provided two gorgeous great-grandchildren for the family. Oh, well. I do like Ohio...It does grow on you after a couple of years.