Wretched.

Meet my buddies, Remote and Crackers.

What a week. My hiatus is not one that I intended, rather one that was forced upon me.

Monday evening I came down with a horrible stomach virus. All night long I was up retching myself into oblivion, even into the next day. Thankfully, the hubs was able to stay home and help me with the kids...for a while. Less than 24 hours later he joined me in the ranks of, well, rank. Poor guy. I had to call my neighbor Teri to come and put the kids down for bedtime because the hubs and me were laid up in our bed like two sick, sad sardines.

Next day his mom came over to help. Thank God! We were still both in bad shape. We resembled less of ourselves and more like Charlie's grandma and grandpa from Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. You know, the first one? Yeah, it was pretty bad.

It's hard being sick and having three little ones. We banned them from our room. A quick "hi" here and there. We could tell it was taking it's toll on them, but we didn't want them to catch it. So we remained, in our bed and took turns whining our choruses of discontent. Boy, were we big babies. But it really did suck...a lot.

Now we are healed. Bouncing back. I felt so bouncy yesterday that I cleaned 4 bathrooms, did a load of laundry, dishes, made binoculars out of paper towel rolls and then proceeded to go on a "jungle safari" in the living room with the kids. This involved crawling on the floor, peeking around  the recliners and whispering as we pointed at the "lions" sleeping by the fireplace. Then I looked at the clock and it was only 10 a.m. I sighed because now I was no longer bouncy but I still had 3 hours to burn before nap time. So we went off to Chick-fil-a, Hobby Lobby and then dropped off some overdue videos at the library. Finally it was 1 p.m.

After nap, I took off my daughter's diaper and out rolled a little "surprise". For whatever reason, I exclaimed, "Oh, a little nugget!" My daughter then replies, "Just like Chick-fil-a, Mommy!"

There it is, in a nutshell. We're back in action.

P.s. I wanted to say, to all of those who lost ones they loved on this day 9 years ago, that my heart and prayers are with you.