...being sick. Because that is what I was. What we were. Ugh. Steve apparently brought something nasty home from work with him. He was sick for a few days, and honestly...I thought there was no way it was REALLY that bad. Guess what? It was. And for me...it was worse. As if Karma really wanted to hit home that fact. This past Saturday through Wednesday was a blur of sleep and pills and sleep and aches and coughs. And then my right hand girl Peyton succumbed to the Plague, as we soon referred to it. And finally...my baby girl. Luckily, she fought if off well and managed to escape relatively unscathed. Madison and Rhett were quite close to donning hazmat suits. I kid you not.
If being this sick offered anything positive it is this...My family is the best. My children proved themselves to be self sufficient and responsible. They completed their schooling and made their own lunches. Rhett picked up right where Peyton left off. He unloaded the dishwasher and watched movies with Flynn. Madison brought lunch home after work and folded laundry. And my husband? Well, lets just say I am the luckiest woman alive. He came home from work early and made meals. He dispensed medicine and cleaned the kitchen. My family came together. And that was medicine for my soul.
As I type this, I feel as if I have turned the corner. Apologies for not visiting this week. I plan on resuming my regularly scheduled life as soon as possible. : )
In other news...
My Madison resumed her second job this past week...she is still working at Dairy Queen, although she has scaled back her hours as her Mary Kay business is really keeping her busy. Makeup and ice cream are her life. And a shameless plug...if you are interested, you can visit her personal Mary Kay website here.
And the rest of the week?
Right here, friends.
And eventually. This.
Pomegranate Mango Sherbet.
I get it from Schwans.
Have a great weekend...and stay healthy!