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Posted by: LizzieIt’s been an interesting weekend. So much so that it’s taken me this long to be able to formulate some coherent narrative to get it all out.
Friday, I had plans to meet with an LLLL to talk about application stuff. All was well until I nearly hurled all over her floor. We quickly wrapped things up and I drove home as fast as I could, all the while begging Jamie to come home and take care of me. He was on his way to work already and wasn’t particularly excited about the prospect of coming home to a sick me. Regardless, he dropped everything. What a guy.
I arrived at home, full of disappointment because we had plans after the meeting to go to The Consignment Sale. Unfortunately, I was also full of nausea and barely made it to the toilet before vomiting my morning coffee. Aiden was concerned, but I made him go watch whatever was on PBS at the time. Jamie arrived shortly after I finished up in the bathroom, made me some soup, and then I slept for the rest of the day.
I felt tons better when I woke up early in the evening, but I didn’t risk eating or drinking much of anything. Jamie started to feel poorly at that point and he went to bed early. I had some computer work to do, so I stayed up late.
Saturday was my first Creative Memories Get Together. All was well and we had a successful event. Jamie, bless him, was nice enough to stay home with the boys. He had plans to go to the Sand Hills Conference, but was too sick to go. He was feeling ok when I got home, but not enough to eat dinner with me.
Sunday morning, I had my Mozart solo during the offering, and after church I came home, all ready to take a nap. My intestines had other ideas. I was able to eat lunch, but after I was done my stomach HURT. I thought surely it was just gas. Maybe I ate too many almonds, or maybe I ate my quesadilla too fast. After it felt like my insides were being wrung out by two giant’s hands, I slept for a few hours and woke up ready to face the day, or evening, as it was after 4:00 at that point.
Today, everyone is healthy. No one else seems to be ill, and I’m still baffled by my freak intestinal traumas. I’m just thankful that I wasn’t ill for my party and for my solo. I’ve done the Mozart only one time, but that was for a concert out of town. I was anxious to perform it for the congregation for some reason, and I’m glad I finally got the opportunity to do it.
Housekeeping: I have to clean the boys’ toilet. One of them is having trouble remembering to wipe, thus getting the toilet seat all yucky. That’s a nice way of putting it, eh? I choose my words carefully.
Dinner: I don’t know. I’ve had an intense craving for sweet & sour chicken, but we’re tightening our budget this month. I may be able to whip up some homemade sauce if I feel adventurous, but we’ll see. I have a bag of chicken fritters in the freezer from Angel Food Ministries that will be perfect for some sort of Asian dish. I’ll just have to cook up some rice to go with it.
Business: I’m playing with the idea of holding a Memoranza event, but I’m not sure I want it to be a big one. Like, I don’t want any more than 15 people. Even that might be pushing it. We’ll see…
Tags: angel food, cooking, creative memories, Health, music
