( a wildflower from last summer)
I have a cold. A very nasty cold.
How can you be cold in the middle of July? Don't ask me! Ask my brother, who so graciously shared this contagious illness with me.
With me, whenever I get a cold I lose my voice. It did not help that I spent all afternoon yesterday instructing new archers, because that means I was saying something the whole entire time. (Things like: "Point the arrow the other way, please" and "You know, it works better if you hold the bow the other way").
So now I can barely speak, and when I do I sound completely awful.
On a lighter note, we went to a Nationals game today! It was so awesome actually seeing the players on the field instead of watching them on television (too bad Pudge Rodriguez didn't play today...he's my favorite player).
I'm sorry that this post was barely worth the clicking over. Nothing deep, profound, entertaining, or enlightening. But that's basically how my summer's been. Just a lot of relaxing until I hit my sophomore year.
Hugs & Blessings,
Izori