SICK!

UGH. That's all I have to say about being sick. I don't get ill very often, so when I do it always feels like the end of the world. It's been nearly five days. You ought to see my house! I think that every possible dish is either in my sink or sitting somewhere near it. My husband had the nerve to ask me if he should buy paper plates, bowls & cups an some plastic ware when he went to the store last night. I know that the man knows how to wash a dish, so does my 12 year-old son. They have even used my casserole dishes, mixing bowls, and pots to eat out of!

Now, I am so glad that I thought ahead months ago an froze small portions of leftovers for my toddler. At least I know he'd been eating somewhat balanced meals. I finally had to make my husband give him a bath last night. He has been feeding himself and the food that he's been saving in his long, fine blond curls finally managed to coagulate to the point where his fingers actually got STUCK! I don't know how much bath water he drank or what shampoo was used, but he smells better and his hair has gone from multi-colored and straight back to golden and curly.

I'm sorry to everyone who is waiting for a follow-back or comment from me. I'm just now getting up and around. Looks like I'll be doing ALL of my dishes for the next three days and scrubbing the red gooey stuff (no, I'm NOT asking what it is!) from the ceiling and walls of the kitchen AND bathroom. Maybe by Monday I'll be all caught up online and off.