This is what I did all weekend:
I worried sick for my dear friend, and her family in Chile.
I laid on the couch; my body weak and tired.
I took Tylenol every 4 hours.
I drank lots of water; only to take many trips to the bathroom!
I slept. Woke up. Ate a little. Slept again.
I grumbled, mumbled and sighed.
And I still managed to whip up lunch, and dinner for my boys.
Sounds like fun, huh? Oh yeah.
It only gets better.
I found out my friend is safe, and there was no structural damage to her house. Thank goodness! I have yet to contact her.
And the boys went back to school today. Yay! But left mommy sick as hell!
So forgive me if I don't post in a few days. It's been an emotional weekend, and I need to rest up!