I was sick as a dog this weekend, still am actually, but back at work anyway as I don’t really get sick days. Hopefully the worst is over and I won’t get everyone at work sick as well.
We didn’t do much of anything with the weekend, I stayed in bed drinking NyQuil and sweating it out under the covers while Hen and Josh enjoyed the beautiful hot weather.
The weirdest thing about getting sick in the summer is that it is so nice out and that feels quite disorienting. We didn’t do much wearing this weekend, and what we did was brief, but I couldn’t resist trying out a new wrap that I’d been lusting over for ages.
That funky little crab apple on my back is getting 8 teeth right now. 8. I’m not exaggerating for effect, it’s been messy. Hopefully they’ll com in and we’ll all get a nice long break from the teething monster for a bit.
Maybe by next weekend we’ll all feel better.