Sick Day!

Today marks the beginning of February and time for one of Meredith's annual traditions. No, I'm not referring to "groundhog day," which is tomorrow and which I will observe by watching the Bill Murray movie of the same name.

Alas, I, Meredith Kemp, am sick!

I'm not the kind of person who gets sick frequently; generally speaking, I have an immune system that could kill a small horse. Nay, it's an annual event, usually in late January or early February and usually the denoument after a stressful activity (in this case, Hebrew). Precisely one year ago, I got sick during a run of "Sweeney Todd," so I am thankful that there is nothing substantial going on in my life at the moment. [Pause here for a coughing fit]. Uggh. I feel gross. I just want some soup, a little Sprite, and a man to spoon with. On the second thought, I'll settle for just the man...

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So last night, I was suppossed to help usher at the evening worship service for Midwinter lectures which are taking place at the seminary this week. I say "suppossed to" because it turns out that we were not, in fact, needed to help usher, so I got all dressed up for no good reason. There were so many people in the chapel that I ended up standing up most of the time and I did not get a chance to sing any of the hymns since a hymnal was not available. Normally, I would be somewhat miffed, as singing is my favorite part of a church service. But I was glad to be forced to actually listen to the singing [pause for coughing] of the congregation. Our chapel, normally half to one-fourth full for daily chapel services, was packed to the gills and the singing was glorious, resonating throughout the stone walls and vaulted ceilings. I realized that occassionally, there is much value in taking a step back and absorbing all which is around you.

I also would like to add a shout-out to my fellas in their suits. Mmm....few things are sexier than men in suits. Que guapo!