BLEEEEECCCCHHHHH!
So my plans for yesterday (see previous post) were thrown by the wayside when mid-afternoon I started feeling weak, shaky, tired, and like my insides were being ripped out by wild pigs. The porcelain throne became my buddy, and instead of playing Monopoly with Carver, I was actually begging God for an early death. Thankfully David came to the rescue and let me be out of commission on the couch all day and he took care of the kids. Today was a little better--still really achy with chills--until I tried to eat a late afternoon snack. And then it was flashbacks of yesterday. Right now we have more snow with French Toast for supper. The first day back at school was a success, with all of us (including sick mommy) got up and out the door on time and without tears. Hooray. And Heather, if you must know, there's laundry up to our ears and unmade beds and no groceries in the fridge. But my kids are all dressed. That counts for something, right?