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| Day 1 |
3 days in total house arrest. I am NOT complaining. I have not had this much rest in such a long time. And it only took a mouth surgery to get it. Oh well, at least I got it. But now reality hits and I start school again tomorrow. Back to my real friends, not the bags of frozen peas that made the pain subside. Back to actual homework, not browsing Facebook aimlessly. And of course back to waking up at 5 in the morning, not sleeping in until my heart's content. And while my gums are still so swollen, I can barely move my mouth, let alone talk correctly, I'm feeling much better than I did on day one. Thank goodness for heavy-duty pain pills and loving mothers.
Just an itty bitty reminder; I will be guest posting at The Ellie Life on February 28. So super excited and SO grateful for the friends I have. Without the lovely Ellie, my blog would have no hope for survival in this online community. She has helped me so much, whether is was putting up with my endless lists of questions or granting me this wonderful opportunity, she's been there. I have no idea how to repay her, so I'll try my best by mentioning this: Speak Now. Ellie's non-profit organization created to help struggling teens. Please, go like her Facebook page and help spread the word! 10 cents will be donated with every like to help the cause. One like, how simple is that?
Her blog: http://www.thellielife.blogspot.com
Her page: http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.2032239727967.2096719.1303375061&type=3#!/pages/Speak-Now/355242861161569
Her blog: http://www.thellielife.blogspot.com
Her page: http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.2032239727967.2096719.1303375061&type=3#!/pages/Speak-Now/355242861161569
On a completely different note, I was going through my pictures today, and stumbled upon something to smile at. Here's a picture I took using Hipstamatic for iPhone about a year ago. In the background is my grandpa's old truck, and I'm holding some flowers my grandpa picked for me before I went on my way. My grandpa always does that. He'll pick roses for my grandma when she's cranky. And even though she acts as if she's irritated by them, I can tell she loves them when she puts them in a vase and sets them by her chair. My grandparents are funny people. I'm glad I gave them a call the other day. I told them how my grades were and how my mouth was healing. My mother said that they will be talking about the phone call for the rest of the week. It's funny how something as simple as a short phone call can brighten the day of someone who unconditionally loves you.
Have you called your grandparents lately?



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