I have a love-hate relationship with food right now. I mean, how is it that one day Hot Dogs could be the ULTIMATE meal - and then 2 days later they're causing me to hold the bathroom toilet hostage...all the while the kids are outside the door knocking saying they have to go potty...I can hear them doing the potty dance too. The really sad part about this tale is that I couldn't even tell them to go downstairs to use the bathroom down there because my mouth was....uh...otherwise occupied at that very moment (they still haven't figured this out...if someone is in one bathroom, use the other!)!!
On the flip side of things, poor Terra had a sore throat today and Chris said she had a fever...I didn't feel the fever and usually my hands are colder than his are. Her temp even read normal, but because he insisted that she felt warm and she whined every time she coughed or sneezed, she stayed home from church, which meant I did too. I got some laundry folded, the living room picked up and cleaned, the kids' beds remade with fresh linens and Terra helped. This wasn't going to be a freebee day for her or me. Yes, the Sabbath is supposed to be a day of rest, but I figured I've been resting enough this week (or at least trying to) that it makes up for it...they cancel each other out somehow, right?! The whole time we were working, side by side, she didn't act sick or complain once, which leads me to believe that I was right...she's just fine! It was fine though, because it gave me an excuse to stay home and feel yucky here at home instead of somewhere else - also got me out of the risk of making myself a spectacle in a public bathroom...or garbage can, whichever I got to before exploding.
On that happy note, I think I'll go lay down and rest now. I think I might have gone past my max in the work department today...so sad! Which brings up another question...how is it that all my energy can be zapped so quickly?! Oh well, another post another time.