Sickey-poo

So my summer was off to a fantastic start...and then I go get a sore throat today. I don't understand why colds for me always have to consist of a sore throat, and like now, only a sore throat. whatever. must be the crazy sleep schedules of grad nite and what not. So my day consisted of sleeping, sleeping, watching Indiana Jones, Jon and Kate + 8, and getting myself up to go to dance- last tap class before the dance recital this weekend so I had to go. And luckily I'm starting to be able to manage some fuate- like looking turns-which is a good thing because it's 5 days until the recital. But my throat is feeling better...yaay for spraying Zicam.