Feeling bad

Yesterday at work I started feeling a lot of pain in my throat and an overall crummy- ness all over my body. Turns out that I either have: a) a cold or b) allergies. Drew diagnosed me with (B) so I just took some Benadryl and all I want to do is sleep. Which I will until the HVAC guy comes to inspect the house and I have to take a shower and leave for work -- all starting at 1 p.m.

I did, however, walk Rachel to school yesterday and today instead of heeding Drew's plea to sleep in. The only time I really get to see her is during the week, and we have some of the most interesting conversations on the way. Today she mentioned that there's a lot of bird poop everywhere and I said, yes, because it's spring and the birds are out, and usually when they poop they're flying and not on their nests, nd then she wondered why birds don't have little flush toilets where they build their nests. So, THAT led to a explanation of why typhus and other diseases flourished until scientists realized that when people drink and cook with water that they've contaminated by throwing their urine and poop into it, then, yes, they will get sick. It was a revelation to Rachel; I'm sure we haven't had the last of that conversation.

Cute Rachel saying from last night while she was with Drew and I was at work: "I think it's cool that my mom works for the LARGEST NEWSPAPER IN D.C.!"

I think it's cool, too, kid. Which is why I want to get better quickly -- want to keep learning more and expanding my brain at The Washington Post.