I solemnly swear I will spend this weekend resting my mind and my body. I will not pull out those boxes in the garage that need sorting. I’m going to wrap up in my baby blanket and watch movies so … Continue reading
Our trip to Walla Walla was quite lovely, but I brought sickness home with me. I think it’s a wholesome sickness. Like when my mom would say don’t eat so much candy and wear a sweater, you know, wholesome stuff. … Continue reading
I’ve never really liked the phrase under the weather. Aren’t we all below it, within the realm of our own atmosphere, at least technically? I would think so. Anyway, I’m outlandishly sick. I hate being sick because I’m the ultimate baby. Honeybee’s sick, too, but if it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have eaten or taken medicine or found the cough drops. And he’s upstairs making coffee! You can’t beat that kind of sweet. I realized yesterday that I have a real problem with resting. Here’s an excerpt from real, albeit delirious, conversation with Honeybee:
“I was measuring the bed while I was in it for the floor plans. Then the coffee table. I got up to measure the desk and got dizzy and had to sit back down.”
“Why not just rest?”
“I don’t want them to think I’m lazy.”
“I don’t know. All of them. Anyone. Everyone.”
“I know, but I’m almost certain I’m going to die, so if I do, you tell them I wasn’t lazy.”
Odelay, yes?! Indeed. Here’s to things you can do in bed [brown chicken brown cow]!
I spent the better part of ten minutes giggling at the instructions on the box of the Walgreens brand Daytime/Non-Drowsy Cold/Flu Relief Liquid Caps. Something about the way liver disease rhymed with diabetes. Also, I should stop use and ask a doctor if I suffer from nervousness.
I tell ya I wasn’t nervous before.
I can’t stop [cough, cough] laughing because I am nervous now. Lesson learned. I’m never gonna read the warnings again.
I’m clearly delirious and amused at everything, but also super thankful that Mama Sunshine is psychic. Last time we talked was Thanksgiving day, I was all aflutter for the holiday. Fast forward to yesterday afternoon, back at the Burrow from work I find a box filled with cookies, a purple pen, medicine and vitamins. Yay for moms!