I'm sick. It started with the dreaded dry throat yuck that you wake up with, then progressed to all day drainage, and it appears to finally be culminating today in full blown cold. I don't want to wear anything but pajama pants, a sweatshirt, bedroom slippers, and a sour expression. I'm hoping the Sudafed kicks in soon, and I spent exactly 2 seconds thinking about making homemade rolls to go with the beef stew for dinner. After 2 seconds, I listened to my groggy head and my body aches, and they told me that I was crazy. Happy Valentine's Day, honey.
But Seth and I did take David some goodies to work today. We ate lunch with him after Bible study, and he got some of his favorite chips (Utz Sour Cream and Onion) and a candy bar with lunch. I also packed him a Cherry Coke on ice to make it extra cold (it's the little things, right?) David and I are uber competitive, so even with the cold, I had to rally and come up with a gesture to make for him on Valentine's Day. I couldn't let him outdo me by getting up at 5:30 a.m. to go Walmart and get me roses. I am Woman; hear me sniffle. =) But now I'm back home, and Seth is asleep, and I'm crashing. I hope you have a great Valentine's with the love of your life. And I hope you're not spending it cozying up to a tissue box.