Flowers

So there was a canned food drive at school to provide needy families with food for Thanksgiving. If the students brought in a certain number of pounds, staff members offered themselves up for a variety of activities. There were men with painted fingernails, women with pink hair, men in dresses, some that actually ate worms, and two of us with painted heads. I chose an art student with good taste to paint my head, and as you can see she did a beautiful job! I got off easy, there's no way I'm eating a worm. I saw them dust the dirt off of them before they ate them. Wow.
I don't have any aches and pains anymore. I am a little tired at the end of the day, but not unbearable. I have energy to last me to about 8. Then I hit a wall. I like the quiet time either with Brent, or by myself if he's gone. I don't go to bed at this point, but I don't do anything productive. I used to hit a wall about 4:30, so I'm feeling down right peppy. ha ha