We went out Friday night with our friends/neighbors for drinks and a snack. I don't know if it was the two dirty martinis I let them talk me into (probably) or if I got a 24 hour bug, but by the time I got home Friday night, I was sick as a dog. Granted, I drank too much. I could feel it and I HATE that feeling!
Yesterday morning was bad. I won't go into detail, but just know that I was miserable. I didn't get out of bed all day. Not even to shower.
Today I'm a little better. I did get up this morning and take a shower and put on a clean set of pajamas. I'm so very weak so even that took it out of me.
I was able to eat something today without losing it completely. I'm sure I lost about 3 pounds yesterday.
So, I'm starting to feel human again.
Nick was sweet enough to run to the store and get enough for us to get by the next two days. I will hit the commissary on Tuesday since it's closed tomorrow. I have a feeling I have a lot to catch up on tomorrow here at home.
I just browned some ground beef and threw a can of manwhich in while cooking frozen tater tots in the oven. Don't judge me, it's the best I could do tonight! Not to mention this meal is always a hit with the boy.
The rest of the week's menu:
Monday: The Pioneer Woman's Chicken Spaghetti and broccoli
Tuesday: Lasagna Soup from the Gooseberry Patch book
Wednesday: Corned Beef and Cabbage (Nick has been asking for this for weeks, don't ask me why)
Thursday: Jennifer's Slow Cooker San Francisco Pork Chops
Friday: Michelle's Loaded Baked Potato Soup (I've been wanting to try this forever)
Maybe it's the weather, or maybe it's the fact that I feel like dog poo, but I'm craving easy, slow cooker or one pot dishes. I need comfort food.
Here's what having a sick momma does to the house
This is only one shot and it was after I picked up Alex's shoes, the popcorn bowl they shared last night, and the stack of movies the boy wanted Dad to watch last night. I didn't have the energy to go upstairs and take a photo of the overflowing laundry basket. I made sure Nick and Alex have something to wear tomorrow and I'm fine with that. Tomorrow is another day..right, Scarlett?