Wednesday, June 25, 2008

V is for Violently Ill

For the past 24 hours, I have been beating a path from my bedroom to the bathroom.

I have earned yet another Mother of the Year reward. The Boy has been taking care of me and Baby Gurl. Neither child got any adult interaction yesterday aside from the occassional "Boy, can you please heat up my tea?"

Today, I'm feeling a bit better. Still very very tired and pretty dizzy. Didn't stop me from going to the bank, though. No siree. Of course, half way to the bank, I realized that I would not be going anywhere else today (maybe Church tonight, but we'll see).

Dinner will be quick and easy and oh so nutritious -- hot dogs with macaroni and cheese.

Tomorrow, I'll work on really becoming Mother of the Year. I'll go shopping, do laundry and cook, actually cook a home-cooked meal.

But right now, I'm heading back to bed for a nap.


  1. I hope you get to feeling 100% soon.

    Yep, today was awful. Not to mention after all that. My oldest came over and was a total I really don't have a good word for it. So, our visit was just about an hour long. Then I tried to give us whiplash, I went over RR tracks too fast. And to top that all off we had this horrendous storm and for the last two hours I had to figure out how to reset the modem to make the internet work.

    Hope your nap did some good. I think I am going to bed for the night.


  2. I hope you feel better today. I was concerned, cause it was not like you NOT to is baby gurls tooth?

  3. Well, I had an appointment set for Tuesday...but Tuesday I almost died, so the appointment had to be canceled. The earliest I could get her in was for next Thursday. I sure hope that doesn't mess anything up.


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