So first thing this morning, we headed in to do our grocery shopping. It was a relatively quick trip for us (only 4 stores, only gone from home for 4.5 hours.) The kids were well behaved and helpful, and as usual, a riot. (Ruby told the guy at the automotive desk that if the lift crashed down on them, they would get dead - which he found funny enough to go out and share with all the other techs working in the automotive bay.) And then there's our buddy, Denise, at Aldi. She always takes the time to talk to the kids. And then she says to me, "You must drink a lot." LOL. I should laugh at that, right?
By the time we were almost home though, I was feeling worse than sick - like someone had stabbed me in the stomach. Andy'd had the flu the Friday after Christmas, and I'm still not sure whether I have a light touch of that or whether I ate a bad banana (on the way home.) The kids were dolls and took care of themselves when we got home. Ira made he and Ruby scrambled eggs for lunch. And he even came running with an emesis bag when he heard me get sick (we had some left from post-surgery in March that have come in handy...) They would usually watch movies when I'm sick, but they lost that privilege the other day, so they read and played together quite peacefully until Andy got home.
Ira found a recipe in his Highlights Magazine (a Christmas gift from my parents) that he wanted to make for dinner, so he and Andy tackled it together. It was delicious and very soothing to my unsettled stomach. While Andy was finishing up dinner, I snuck out of our room to see what all the ruckus was. Turns out boredom and a bunch of plastic shopping bags (why can I never remember my reusable ones at Walmart?) are highly entertaining.
| Ira said to title this "Let it Snow!" |
Whew, two days in a row, surely I can't keep this up...
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