Lately I've been tired ... super tired. I seem to walk around in the midst of an extended yawn. Friends and family have been commenting on my seemingly unrealistic level of tiredness.
I thought it was only natural. We are in the middle of Keaton's mission papers, we're planning a big-fat wedding, I have a full-time job and a part-time husband ...
why in the world wouldn't I be tired?
I thought I'd go get it checked out since I've had a bit of a fever and other stuff accompanying my overwhelming desire to nap in between performances of American Idol.
It turns out that the mother-of-the-bride/future missionary has Mono.
Good night.
4 comments:
WOW!! Just what you need! UGH hope you get to feeling better!
Isn't that the kissing disease? I'm telling Gary. Well, at least you have a big fat diagnosis to excuse yourself from all extra activities. Love ya sis.
At least you arent pregnant! Hope you feel better soon.
Just your luck!! Hope you get over it soon....
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