I’m sorry, is this the weekend already? Because I wouldn’t know. I’ve been trapped in the house for the last 2 days (until today, thanks to my dear husband). Remember this story of our OHoly Night of Barf? I promise not to get into the nitty gritty details again but let it suffice to say that what we experienced on that particular multiple-day stretch of stomach flu could not hold a candle to what has gone on the past 3 days here.
So while I was moping around the house and reading all the Tweets about Alt Summit, I was suddenly pulled back into reality by a very, very sick little boy.
We’ve been eating lots of soup this week. I made a really yummy French Onion soup recipe (via Martha Stewart)earlier in the week, and I keep dreaming about it. It was so absolutely delicious with a big crusty loaf of French bread. And my parents came to our rescue yesterday with a special delivery of Don’s Alley’s chicken ‘n noodles (a local comfort food favorite) and their yeasty buttery rolls. YUM. Oh, and popsicles for Juder.
Our lifesavers this week: Clorox wipes, Tide, and the sanitize cycle on our washing machine. We have literally washed every single towel in this house, 2 pillows, multiple pillowcases, a duvet cover, a twin size down blanket, 2 down-filled throws, 5 pairs of pajamas, 2 pairs of my pants, 2 of my shirts, Simon’s favorite green hoodie, and our kitchen rug. LG, you’ve got a quality product in that thar washin’ machine.
The Sick Bay – you’ll notice the towels covering the couch.
Sad :(
Let’s all keep our fingers crossed that we’ll be able to fly the coop and go to church in the morning!
