I should never, EVER get sick. I have little ones to take care of. There should be rules against such horrible things. Horrible things being my head wanting to EXPLODE and my eyes watering and let me not forget the part about coughing SO HARD that it makes my brain rattle. But my hubby, oh my dear hubby. Way to step up hon. Yesterday is when this whole feeling like H-E-double hockey sticks started. He cooked all the meals, kept the children away so I could rest, he made me hot lemonade(it really works!), he made me laugh to try and make me feel better, he even made brownies for dessert. But don't worry because he's not perfect. He did so much for me, yes he did. But I think he forgot to pick up after the kids for two days, what do you think?
It's all good because I don't care one bit. I had brownies and a lot of lovin'.