I was feeling a bit "off" when I got up on Friday morning, but ignored it and went to the office anyway...thinking it would get better as the day went on. By 10:00 in the morning my skin was burning up and I had violent shaking chills.
Awesome.
I called The Hubbs to tell him I wasn't feeling well, and to check in to see how he and The Princess were feeling. I didn't want all of us to be in the same boat. They were fine, and I said I'd call back later and let him know how it was going.
By 11:00, The Hubbs had called back and said he was coming to get me. So he loaded The Princess into the car and made the 40+ mile drive to Northbrook to pick me up from the office. I got in the car feeling awful, and was convinced that I was going to be sick no less than 30 times on the way home. Don't worry, I didn't.
From Friday afternoon all the way through Saturday I was completely useless. Bummer, considering the fact that T was up here and we had planned to get together for a while. I slept and slept, getting up every so often to sit on the couch or have some chicken broth, but definitely not doing anything of any consequence.
Sunday I woke up feeling a bit better, but my throat was on fire. We went out for a little bit to run some errands, but I didn't feel like I could stay out for too long so we came back after a couple of stops.
On Monday I reluctantly got on the train at 6:30 and let it carry me off to work. I wasn't sure how it was going to go, but I'm glad we made that decision. I was at least 85% better, if not more, and gained the rest of my regular energy by the end of the day.
While I was at work I found out that our new glasses came in - in Schaumburg. So The Hubbs and The Princess came down to pick me up and we headed over to the glasses place right from there since it's so much closer than going from home. And we were anxious to get our new specs.
Here's The Hubbs sporting his new specs and skinny face (he's been diligently dieting and working out, and has lost loads of weight recently -- Go Hubbs!!):
And here's my first (very professional-looking) shot. These are my new red Oscar de la Renta frames...yep, that's a Red Vine sticking out of my mouth...
Here are my new black-and-pink frames, modeled in the kitchen before bedtime:
Did I mention we each got two pairs? I don't have a pic of The Hubbs in his "spares" yet, but we went to one of those places where you can get two pairs of glasses and a free eye exam for $69. Seems to be a good deal...we'll see how the lenses hold up before we make our final judgment.
Another internal debate that's been hovering 'round these parts is that of the Halloween costume. I wanted to be a band of wandering hippies, but we just haven't been able to put the costumes together like we want so we've since given up on that idea.
The Hubbs and I will be going as parents, and The Princess will be a pig. Appropriate, right?
Look down your nose at me for that joke if you must...but any parent of a toddler knows just how much these guys can eat! The decision was also helped along by the fact that her best "friend" is Twinkle The Pig, a stuffed Winnie The Pooh Piglet character with a music box inside that plays Twinkle Twinkle Little Star when you push on his tummy.
We picked up her costume on lunch today, and all of the older gals in the household took turns trying on the hoodie part. Gotta play dress-up from time to time, ya know!
Bubbles wasn't too happy about it, but she's a good sport:
Sookie sure can be a ham sometimes!
And who let the crazy pig lady in here? We really need better security...
I'm considering the possibility of absconding with this part of the costume after Halloween is over...I could use a new winter hat.
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