As my dad likes to say.  The cold in my throat that I had last weekend apparently went into hiding for a few days and reappeared in my sinuses.  I'm so stopped up that I can't hardly walk straight, and my nose feels like it's on fire.  So it looks like my day off will be spent at home, taking cold medicine and maybe sleeping a little.

Last night we had another school function, this time for kindergarten (my son's grade), which I suffered through for him even though the room was spinning around me the whole time.  They demonstrated some Texas history and stuff they had been learning, and sang a few songs like "Ol' Tex" and "Deep in the Heart of Texas."  Some of the kids held up pictures of various Texan places and things and spoke about them, like the bluebonnet, the mockingbird, the armadillo, and the Alamo.  For the Alamo, they said something like, "At the Alamo, Texan forces fought for independence.  The Alamo is a symbol of our freedom."  Simplistic, yes, but there was an uproar of applause.  It was very heart-warming.