Last Saturday, Sissy and her wee people came to Indiana and thusly we spent the afternoon with our family — Mottern, Party of 15. Oh my goodness, my heart nearly burst from all the happy! Wonderful, magical time, heart-heart. So much laughing and hugging and so many photos to commemorate the day!
And then I got good and sick. Down for three days. Despite Lysine and rest — fever, swollen lymph nodes, headache, and epic lipsplosion!
The only ‘selfie’ you’ll see of me from last week is the one of my shadow — look how ginormous my pants are and how tiny my head is! It reminded me of one of those children’s books from the 70s. (If you had them, you know.)
I want to tell you all this was a better week, but it just wasn’t. There was the sick. There was a death in the family. Bubba ended up back at hospital as his issue is still not resolved, work continues to accumulate faster than we can complete it and my being gone helped none of us, and hand to God, some nitwit is still texting in that group text from more than a week ago and I am thiiiiis close to posting that phone number right here, but I wanna take the high road, ya know?
I’m not saying I wasn’t physically healthy and emotionally stable enough to sit through the swim banquet, only that they played Blackbird, so I hadda cry at the slideshow of everyone’s beautiful talented babies, some of whom I don’t even know.
That song makes you cry, too, right?
Even I got a bad grilled cheese this week. There wasn’t enough cheese to hold the breads together and it was overcooked.
My husband’s shirt!
— Things I’ve broken a nail on lately. If that’s not bad enough, I want you all to know, this week I realized both my index fingers are too crooked to line up my electronic pool shots.
The week did improve overall as it went on.
Thursday we got an extra teen — one of those kids who’s delightful enough to stay at your house for five days? Rare, I know. I made spaghetti carbonara and a bigass salad and bread, and we did so feast and laugh well into the night. Friday Master Boombastic came spent the day and we had pizza and gelato and movies. Today, we drove Sassy to friendlet out of the city and we got Starbucks and the sun was all warm and shiny and I decided it was a good time to take to the park. It was very, very good.
Now I’ve got my black pepper chicken and my laptop.
I won’t catch up, but I’ll be around, cause I missed y’all!
I’m full of gratitude tonight and I’m happy to be back in blogland to share that with you.