Well we
made it through another day of sickness in the Sullivan home. I wasn’t sick,
but getting over it well enough to take care of my Brian. He was running 99.5
temp, had chills, hot and cold at the same time, all the same symptoms I had,
except he wasn’t throwing up, and his stomach didn’t really hurt him. I’m
hoping this morning when he wakes, it will be gone, so we can get back to
leading productive lives. This illness has really put us at a standstill these
past couple days.
It’s
ironic, because we had just got the entire home completely clean. I had just
got finished sweeping and steam mopping the floors, all the dishes were washed,
there was probably 1 load of clothes left to wash. Then this. Now it’s a
disaster area again, as all we’ve been doing is waiting on each other hand and
foot, and trying to get better in the process. Looks like we’ve got our work
cut out for us again, and to be completely honest, I just don’t feel like doing
it just yet. I know it’s gotta be done, but I just can’t muster it just yet,
especially the kitchen.
5:19am
I’ve been
sewing for the past 2 hours this morning. Grandpa’s blanket is coming along nicely, and I’m going to need to
quilt the first section very soon, so it looks like I’m going to be making a
trip to the fabric store either today or tomorrow. I also want to get some
fabric for Grandma’s blanket I’m making her, and I’ve got a great idea for it,
and just hope they have the fabric at the store or online, cause I’ve got some
pretty specific ideas, but I’m sure they’ll have something I’ll be happy with.
Brian got
up at about 4:30am, and felt a little better, although he still has a bad
headache. I fixed him some Sprite and gave him an Aleve, because it’s all we
have, I took the last of the Advil last week sometime, and didn’t replace it. Aleve
is good because you only have to take 3 in a 24 hour period, but bad, because
if it doesn’t work in that 24 hour period, or wears off, you can’t take any
more. I really think Aleve is for minor pains, and I really prefer Tylenol over
all of them.
Bri’s
watching the football outcomes, and is very excited about the Kansas &
Oregon upsets. He’s rooting for Georgia, as usual, and I’m really hoping they
beat Alabama in the SEC Championship, and go to the title game, because they
really are due, and it would just make Brian’s whole year for years to come.
5:21pm
Got my
coffee in hand, and I’m ready to write.
I decided
when daylight broke, I would begin cleaning my home. Although I had been sewing
all morning, and was thoroughly enjoying myself, and getting a lot done, I
walked in the kitchen, and didn’t completely loathe it, so I decided then would
be a good time to go ahead and clean it.
I got all
the counters cleaned off, and only had to do the dishes, when I took a look at my
little houseplants, starving to be repotted, and decided I’d go ahead and do
that, as well. I knew I had 1 or 2 terra
cotta pots in the house somewhere, because I was going to clean them and paint
them earlier. Upon looking at them on the table, I decided not to paint them,
that they would look pretty being just terra cotta, and that would save me a
whole days worth of work, and I could go ahead and pot them now.
I know it
is unorthodox to pot in your home, on your kitchen counter, no less, but that’s
exactly what I did this morning. I didn’t make a terrible mess, just a small
one. All the dirt either went down the drain or on the floor, which I swept up
immediately after, and cleaned the counters. I could tell all my little plants
were happier, as it felt sunnier in here after each repot. After watering them
all in, I spritzed them as I do every morning, and they were all singing, except
for my one weird plant, that I felt like was gulping, but it’s just a weird
plant, but I still love it, and it adds some character I think.
I’ve still
got one hanging basket to repot, but I’ve got to find the right hanging basket,
cause it’s going to be hanging in between my dining room and living room, and I
don’t want to mess up my floors.
Finally I
did the dishes, and there weren’t many,
only the top rack was full. Brian went back to sleep on the couch, as he had a
bad headache, and the Dallas game didn’t start until 1:30pm.
My Mr.
Sully has been a sweet baby all day. He stayed in there sewing with me this
morning, and I can just see the love in his little eyes. Sometimes he reminds
me of my beloved Miss Rosie, may she rest in peace, with his eyes shining like
that, cause the bubby always had love in her sweet little angel eyes.
I took a
break, and asked Brian if he wanted anything to eat, and he said he was hungry,
but just couldn’t think of nothing he wanted. I understood, I was the same way
when I was sick, and am just now today feeling like really eating again.
I was
starving, so I had a couple Ritz crackers, a couple pieces of beef jerkey, and
1 zinger, which I hope is not produced by Hostess, cause I will be mad if they
stop making them….stupid unions!
I cleaned
off the table, put a clean table cloth on it, started some clothes, and by this
time Brian was up again. I thought I might have some velveeta in the fridge, to
make cheesy chicken spaghetti, which I thought Brian might feel like eating.
Before I asked him, I checked the fridge, and sure enough, there was a whole
package. He did feel he could eat that, so I put some chicken on to boil for 45
minutes after boiling.
In the
meantime, I thought I would clean our bedroom, as it was needing it something
terrible. It was a disaster, as both Mr. Sully and Sambo play in there, and we
had torn up paper and babies on the floor, and clothes needing to be washed. I
tied back the curtains, and let the sunshine in, and got to work.
I don’t
know what to do with my old pants. I have a stack of them that’s been sitting
in my papasan chair for over a month, all but one a size 20, the other a size
22. I’m in a size 16 now, and I’m NEVER going back! Well, never say never, so I
hope I keep losing weight, and get down to a size 8, that is, if the Lord will
so mercifully help me, because Lord knows, I need all the help I can get, and
He’s the One to help for sure!
I thought
about selling my papasan chair, but I thought I’d take one more sit in it,
before I posted it, and I just love that thing so much, I just can’t get rid of
it, but we are chaired out! We have too many chairs, I can’t fit another one in
this house! Unless, of course, Brian decides it’s time for me to have a new
dining room table and chairs, and then I can make room for those, for sure! J
Granny
called from Aunt Esther’s while I was pulling apart the chicken. She called to
check on Brian, and see how he was doing today. My Granny is so thoughtful,
sweet, the kindest Granny in the world! I love her! J
We ate
cheesy chicken spaghetti, and then I took a nap immediately after, not even
stopping after dinner for a cigarette. That was about noon, and I slept til 3,
and when I woke up, I felt like I could really sleep some more, but I didn’t.
Brian still
doesn’t feel good, but still, he feels good enough to pester my Mr. Sully. Today
he has decided that Mr. Sully needs to be shaved, and has 3x today, gotten out
the clippers, and I have to plead that the baby doesn’t need his head shaved,
him would be cold. Still when that doesn’t work, I threaten with looks of doom,
run after Brian, and take the clippers out of his hands. Still, Brian has
persisted all day, time after time, but he’s not going to shave my poor baby’s
head, hims just a baby! And poor Mr. Sully doesn’t even know what’s going on.
He just hears clippers and sees that look in his Daddy’s eye. Little does he
know…..
Prayers for
Mrs. Dianne Donald tonight, as she is sick with the stomach bug as well, and
has been throwing up poor thing, and I’m sure feels like absolute hell. And
prayers for everyone who reads, may you be blessed in life, with things you
cannot see! J
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