Well, last year I'd hoped we'd be in Scotland today for our "every other year anniversary trip". We're not in Scotland since I'm 6 mo. pregnant. It feels like we're in Miseryland though. Ok, not really Miseryland. Just plain sick.
Dean didn't throw up at all yesterday and I probably gave him too many hugs and kisses (silly mommy!), so here I am puking and nauseous today. No church for us. We settled for listening to a conference talk online.
Stomach Flu + pregnant and starving+ full time mom + anniversary= no fun.
Dean and Matt are on the mend, so that's good. Dean's been able to keep down food today. The swelling in Matt's foot is going down. He still can't put on his shoes, though, because of the horrible blister where the bite is.
We canceled our anniversary date last night and there's no way I'll be able to cook/eat our anniversary dinner tonight. Ah well. Such is life. At least it's not giardia in Guatemala like our 2nd anniversary! That was worse, I must say.
Weird to think we've lived here in TX in this house for half of our married lives! I hear my little guy waking up from a nap. Duty calls even if I don't feel like answering!