The Mitten was officially dumped on over the weekend. We had been hearing a storm was coming, after already receiving several inches earlier in the week. Honey said he was ALREADY sick of plowing snow before Mateo arrived!!!
I started feeling puny last Wednesday, just an annoying cough. When I woke on Thursday I felt considerably worse. I hope I didn’t contaminate anyone in my misguided attendance at BSF, because I deteriorated as the morning went on. I made a couple stops on my way home, to Sam’s to get some essentials, cream, butter and cheese, and to Meijer to find something to ease my distress. By that evening I had a fever, headache, runny nose and velaciraptors in my throat.
Vitamin C, because we were out, NyQuil because Mousey swears by it, Cepacol per recommendation of our BSF treasurer Joyce, Mentholatum, blogger Boo Mama swears by Mentholatum, and the long word with an O came from The Peanuts Champ and Keelyody at birthday club on Tuesday evening. Oh, and not featured, but possibly the hardest workers of all, Advil, Halls cough drops, and Puffs Plus. I can’t say that anything was a miracle worker, but it’s possible that they were helpful. No, I take that back, the Puffs Plus were miracle workers. Puffs and the Mentholatum smeared around the nostrils kept the Rudolph nose away!
I spent the first part of the weekend on the couch coughing and watching Finding Your Roots and Call the Midwife. I alternated the second part of the weekend with more of the same and adding vacuuming (boredom and necessity), helping Honey in his quest of straightening up the den by going through my side of the bookshelf (reorganizing, purging, donating and dusting), coughing, working on my Bible studies, drinking tea and watching the Olympics. And coughing. My family hates it when I cough like this. It’s not sympathy, it’s more like annoyance, because HACKING.
This loser was constantly all up in my business, as he is at this very moment.
Seriously?? And now he’s giving me sassy tail because I am touching him while trying to type!!!! How could I NOT touch his intruding rumpus??!! I told him he could leave if he wasn’t comfortable. He declined. But still the sassy tail slapping my leg.
He got the boot after this.
Wants my food and drink. This is particularly unattractive to see.
So while I coughed and endured the cat sleeping all over me, Honey plowed multiple times, and stayed away from my emanating germs.
My view, since I had not ventured out since Thursday.
On the bright side, we Facetimed with this little nugget! She has a new passion, this jumping thingy!!! When we first saw her in it she was just kicking her legs, occasionally making contact with the floor, but girlfriend has got it ALL going on now!!!!! She is a jumping BEAN!
She also gave cheese a whirl. I think it was successful.
Then pizza crust, I think she’s a foodie!
Evidently a bath lover as well!
Honey went back to work last night after his two week layoff (retirement practice!!!), and I was very sad. Even though he was sick for the beginning of it, it was sure nice having him around!
So here we are on Monday, all dug out, sunshine replacing almost continuous snow, and feeling somewhat better. It’s the coughing!
Have a pleasant Monday.