Got my period - check!
Got a headache - check!
Enough stomach acid churning around to knock out a hippogriff - CHECK!
Sleep deprivation - check!
All in all, a lovely set of circumstances on which to have a baptism. But it all went off without a glitch. Beautiful choir songs, nice sermon, a non-crying baby, the moste awesome priest.. What can I say? My parish ROCKS. Everyone cried. Including me.
This week means grammar, grammar, more grammar, written proficiency, grammar, "Things fall apart" by Chinua Ochebe and a hole lot more grammar. Pray for me.