I have a great immune system, it would seem. The cold that I had last Thursday and Friday was completely gone by Saturday afternoon. I must have slept for a total of ten hours Friday night, and that's probably what did the nasty bug in for me. Meanwhile, people at work seem to be dropping left and right from severe colds to (yeuck) stomach viruses. A district in New Jersey, not forty miles from where I live, had half of its high school population decimated for a day from a particularly virulent stomach bug last week. Here's hoping that it stays the heck away from PA, thanks.
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We're having fish for dinner tonight, what with it being Ash Wednesday and tradition and all, and, as always, I wonder...
Why is it that fish isn't considered meat? If you're not going to eat meat - the flesh of animals, to be crude about it - why doesn't fish count? I have nothing against eating fish, but it certainly isn't a vegetable, for pete's sake. My mother just looks bewildered whenever I ask her about it (my go-to woman for all things Catholic-related, though in retrospect, she rarely has satisfying answers...hmmm...).
::sniffs:: Okay, there is something about eating fish that I'm against, and that's when it's cooked in too much butter. Good thing I ate a lot at lunch and during the soccer match this afternoon (I felt some guilt over the snacking, but eating chedder Chex mix while a game's on is tradition, too). Curses! If only my suggestion of cheese pizza or scrambled eggs (which also don't qualify as meat, I suppose) was used instead. Oh well, there's always Friday, and the one after that and so on and so on.
Oh, except on St. Patrick's Day, when the Pope will most likely give us dispensation to have corned beef and whatnot.
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I love St. Patrick's Day. It has always been the first, unofficial day of spring for me ever since I was a little kid. I have vivid memories of seeing the first green sprouts appear in fields and in the forests along the roadways on St. Patrick's Day, as if the world was turning green again for the occasion. It's fantastic, and to have it on a Friday this year is wonderful, too.
In order to gear up for it some more, I popped my Celtic music mix cd into my car this afternoon. Now I can sing (badly) along to the songs as I drive (as I usually do given whatever I have playing, but this time I won't have any idea what I'm saying, and Irish Gaelic is really hard for me to pronounce, so I'm sure it sounds really ridiculous).
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If I can, I'm going to go to the Philadelphia Flower Show a week from this Friday (I'm sensing a theme here...) with my mother. Mom has some cut daffodils in the dining room now, and her amaryllis has bloomed a spectacular pink and white.
Spring gets me every time; it truly is my most favorite season.
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I took the day off today, ostensibly to get some rest from the heavy work I had for the past two weeks. It was great; I slept in til 7:30, read some fic, ran out to the mall to get some more greeting cards, and made it back in time to watch the USA get a 1-0 win over Poland in Kaiserslautern today. The second half of the match featured the goal and a terrific amount of falling snow - so much that they had to bring out the bright yellow ball. It was still hard to see, and our guys looked like snowmen running in blue shorts.
Tomorrow we're expecting a possible significant accumulation of ice. It may be that I'll have two days off instead of one, but I'm not going to count on anything (that's my unsubtle attempt to try to not jinx things). Not that I really want hazardous conditions, especially with my parents going to work and everything, too, but it's still a bit ingrained in me to hope for a snow day. What can I say? There's still a kid in this 25 year-old heart.
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