Well Monday, here we are again? What happened to the weekend?
Gesh, why does the weekend seem to fly by?
We didn't do much this past weekend. The weather called for rain, I'd be lying if I wasn't overly excited for a pajama day.
Friday, we watched the cardinals BEAT the cubs. I just love when that happens. I also took it upon myself to rearrange the living room and H’s room. I was FULL of energy. That will teach me to drink spark so late at night.
I got up bright and early and meet up with my running group. I hadn’t been in 2 weeks. When my feet hit the pavement I entered my happy place. It was dark, the moon was still out, and there was that morning crisp breeze. I was in my happy place. Ten miles in the books.
I was a little concerned about Saturday. September 28. Linda’s birthday. You can read all about her HERE. I just didn’t know how M would be. Would he cry? Would he want to talk about her? Do I buy a cake? Hell I don’t know, I’m not good with these things. I just took his lead. I did however make him his favorite oatmeal cookies, using Linda’s recipe. He loved him. I have re named them “Am I out of the dog house/I’m sorry cookies”
It was a nice relaxing day. H even fell asleep super early. M and I enjoy a little quiet time and then BOOM. H woke up. Saying she had a cough in her throat. “As in her dinner was about to make an appearance in liquid form. Sorry TMI”
We spend the night changing sheets, taking baths, and me dry heaving in the corner. I am so not good with that stuff.
So now we are all sick. All I want to do is crawl into bed with my remote and my fat girl pants. (and maybe a hot tottie…hold the tea)
Cheers to Tylenol PM