You damn fool, migraine – sneaking into my beautiful Thursday morning and snatching precious vocabulary out of my brain! How dare you! That’s right – I know you’re there, I feel you coming. And more than that, my drastically-reduced mastery of the English language speaks of your imminent arrival! Be gone, you worthless bastard!

Look, you were just here on Monday – and in a BAD way, you struck me like you haven’t struck me in ages, forcing me to call my husband in tears, begging him to come home, because, it hurt so badly. Don’t you think you’ve done enough?! ….for at least a week or so?!

It’s a beautiful day, I’m starting the day showered AND dressed (oh, rareness!), my son gets to go to the Renaissance Faire, ALL three kids went to school (faire) in a GOOD mood (oh RARENESS of rareness!). I’m starting the day off happy and motivated – you should seriously leave now. You’re not welcome on days like today.

I know that my glands are still terribly sore and tender, and you view any neck or shoulder pain as a gold-embossed bloody invitation – but….