I say as I shake my fist comically at the sky, taking cues from every 1980s villain ever. Yes, it was because I was (and still am) sick that I came home a full four days earlier than planned. I stuck out my remaining days for week 4, but was under instructions to NOT dance.… Continue reading “You Win This Time, Herräng Flu. This Time!”
I was fully prepared not to write about my last week until at least this Saturday, if not Sunday, due my tendency to throw myself into whatever I’m doing, especially if it’s the last stretch. However, I now find myself not only with the vicious Herräng flu, but also pink eye. Pink eye! A whole… Continue reading What do you do when you’re sick at Herräng?