Like a record, baby, right ’round, ’round ’round…

(A gummi frog – virtual or real, depending on your proximity to me – to the first person who correctly identifies the name of the song, the album, and the band that I just ripped off with my post title.  And, yes, I DO own an album by this band – on cassette, not record or CD, which should be a big hint.)

At any rate, I stayed home yesterday, and had to leave at 1:00 and go home today because of a weird virus that has taken control of me.  A dizzy-virus.  Things started getting bad Monday afternoon, then worse Monday evening (standing in line at Idylwilde with Jim, I asked him “Do you feel the floor shaking?”  He raised an eyebrow, then said, “No, hun, that’s YOU shaking, not the floor.”).  Then while saying goodbye to Jim yesterday morning, I had to sit on the floor of our foyer because the dizzies took over…and they didn’t show signs of going away, so I stayed home and in bed all day.  This morning seemed better, so I went in to work, but barely made it through the infant storytime.  There’s a lot of movement in that storytime, and everytime I moved my head I felt wicked woozy.  (This was especially bad during the songs where I “rock” Pepper the storytime puppet in my lap – that side-to-side motion just about did me in.  Oooof.)  Even reading two stories to the Kindergarten class that visited was tough, since reading aloud involves looking at the words in the book, then looking at the kids who are listening, then looking back at the book…blech, I’m getting woozy again just thinking about it!

Luckily, I can feel pretty sure I’ve got a weird virus, not some dread disease, since someone else I know has the exact same symptoms.  But I do wish this stupid virus would GO AWAY and leave me in peace to finish my preparations for summer reading – I’ve got less than two weeks before the Ice Cream Social, and no time to waste on being dizzy!  Grrrrrrr.

And don’t forget to play my little song-album-band naming game!