who resides in my throat. go home. you are not wanted here. i do not like your species. i am quite frightened of you in reality and avoid you like the plague. why oh why must you make your home within the realm of beaten down body? have i not shown you love….albeit by avoidance? please, kindly pack your bags and move to warmer parts….preferably not into anyone who resides in my beloved home. sincerely, chasity furse

i am off….to the texas med clinic this evening in hopes of a negative strep test and a bottle of anything….tequila is fine….that might ward off whatever it is that is trying to make me miserable during a week where i must not be miserable.

despite my sickly self (i felt ok this a.m.) i got to venture back up to the school today to shoot staff photos for my former co-workers and rockstar women who selflessly devote their time to the little dudes at the preschool. so nice to be surrounded by so many beautiful faces. loved being there with them and praying with them today before the start of the day. a bit of nostalgia.

then as i came home to prepare for 2 weddings and a meeting in austin with another lovely bride & groom all scheduled for this weekend…mr. frogger set up shop and pretty much ruined my day.

i have no photos to share at the moment….perhaps i’ll ask the attending dr. to shoot a snappy of my throat? eh?

or maybe i’ll just find something pretty and post later.

hasta pasta!