the birds are singing in the trizz
my nose is really on the fritz
Okay, it’s not great but it sorta rhymes
I have allergies
Spring allergies. Big time allergies. My head is clogged, and I swear if I sneeze many more times, my head is gonna fall off and roll down the driveway.
I love Spring. I love the awakening of everything that went dormant over the winter. I love the warm days and cool nights, and even though I dearly love summer, spring is probably my favorite season.
Except for the damned sneezing. And the itchy eyes. And runny nose. And exhaustion.
I can’t take allergy meds, they make my heart race. So I suffer, but I never suffer in silence. Nope, if I’m suffering, I want the world to know about it.
So no, darling students, I’m not grading your stuff tonight. Perhaps tomorrow, when the exhaustion has lifted, I will look at your journal entries and they won’t all look backwards.
Or maybe I’ll just put a border on this:
I think a plain pale blue border and then a wide puppy print border for this one.