Today was Ben's first day back to school since last Tuesday. He was home sick Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. He is feeling much better and his cough is all but gone.
Wish the same was true for his mama.
Why is it that after all of the kids are sick and then on the road to getting better, that Mom catches it? Or is that just me?
I started coughing yesterday and today it seemed worst. No fever or aches and pains. Just a cough and some chest congestion.
Ok, this post just got officially boring. Am I really talking about chest congestion?
Normally when I feel like I'm getting sick, I just push myself until I crash. Then it takes me a week or two to get over it. I don't know if I am smartening up (is smartening a word?) or if I'm just too darn tired to push through this time but I am attempting to nip this "bad boy" in the bud before it "bites me in the butt." I am resting a little more than usual, drinking lots of water, taking all of my vitamins and trying to avoid all things sugary and processed.
And with all of the Halloween candy at my disposal, that last part is much easier said than done. Because over the past 48 hours I have been spending time with an dear old friend, who might not have my best interest in mind. I think you may know her.
Her name is Kit Kat.
And if lovin' Kit Kat is wrong, I don't wanna be right.
And it feels so good.
Kit Kat and me......me and Kit Kat. We go way back. Sure, we've had our ups and downs but she's helped me weather more PMS storms than I care to admit. She's been there to offer her sweet chocolaty goodness when my salad just doesn't understand. And when I run into her at the grocery store, she's always willing to come home with me to brighten up my day.
A friend like Kit just doesn't come along every day.
But, atlas, our relationship is fleeing. It comes and goes.
Just like my waistline if she stays too long.
So, goodbye dear friend. It was wonderful while it lasted......I wish you could stay just a little longer but you're no good for me. I realize that now.
Oh, and one last thing Kit Kat, give my regrets to Snickers when you see her because that one is just plain trouble when she comes around.
Thanks. I knew you would understand.
I'll miss you always......
OH, OK! I'll see ya' tomorrow!!
Pushy chick, ain't she?