A Sin to Confess

I skipped my language lesson this morning. I called and said that I wasn't feeling well. It's partially true, but I didn't feel bad enough not to go. Well, God is punishing me in a crazy way. The mini-iguanas have taken over my bedroom. I was reading and out the corner of my eye, I see Papa iguana. Next thing I know he's on top of my cabinets and I hear a rumbling noise. I stand up on my bed so I can see. Well...you don't want to know what I saw. Let's just say Papa isn't alone. It's sick. I'm never skipping language again. I'm not posting any pics. w/ this post. This blog will not resemble National Geographic.