Bleh. It was pretty much that kind of weekend. Wizard is steadily recovering from his cold by sending it to me My throat was the worst of it so far, but that seemed better yesterday. Otherwise, its just a cold. Sunday it rained and this week looks cold with some rain too. We need the rain so there’s that.
I tried to bake on Saturday and made a mess of it, LOL. Let’s just say that I shouldn’t bake while high on cold meds! It fogs my brain and wires me at the same time, so it’s not a good mix. The next day I cut the dose in half and felt better! Ultimately I did make some pumpkin bread and salted dark chocolate cookies. I have much more to do this week if I’m feeling up to it. If not…it’ll all be fine.
Next weekend we’re going to youngest’s house for a family Christmas. I’m bringing dessert and I still don’t know what I want to make. So many decision! I’d like to make a cake and a side dessert for variety but we’ll see.
Yesterday, I had to laugh. As I mentioned it rained and all my sons were clearly all bored. Youngest began texting around 8 in the morning. Then oldest called and middle called while I was still talking to oldest. I’m very popular when it’s raining and my sons have nothing else to do but call mom I’m teasing, they are all great kids and call and visit when they can. But I do like to tease them.
Oldest called because Turbo’s birthday is in March, and he tells me twice a week about various cakes he wants This week it’s been and “ant” (as in the bug) cake and a “Hulk” cake. I have no idea where the ant cake came from! A hulk cake would be fun to make. We’ll see how many more times Turbo changes his mind in the next two and a half months.
Middle was talking about our house ( he thinks it’s big and really likes it!) and letting me know about a weird bug bite on his arm. He then acted like the successful adult he is and went to Urgent Care to get it treated before his busy work week ahead. Then he texted to let me know he’d done it so I wouldn’t worry. I really appreciate that!
Youngest just harasses me I told him I had a cold, and he suggest I “drink some of dad’s Scotch to burn out the virus.” I’m rather glad he didn’t choose medicine as a career. He also sends me cute picture of his dog Phoebe but I can’t go see her because I don’t want to spread my cold the them. That’s just mean.
Oh and the concrete and walls are delayed until after the holidays. Weather and other factors got in the way, and we’re not really surprised.
So how was your weekend?