Yesterday was the first day that I really felt alright. I wasn't over the infections, but I could feel myself just starting to feel better. I was so excited about taiko, but nervous, too. I warned Andrew that I might get tired and have to sit out....but I never really did! I made it all the way through practice, even though we started with the 6-minute drill. I got a blood blister, so I didn't wear Gran's fancy gloves home, but I was still very cheerful.
When I woke up this morning, I wasn't very sore, either. I did have a headache, though. Yesterday I started to really catch up on my Christmas cards, and I thought today I might do some more, and a load of laundry. Then, the plan was to eat out, get Grant a very belated haircut, and take the dogs to have their toenails clipped.
Instead, I started throwing up just after lunch.
One sickness to another, I guess. I don't know why I bother to be crushed. I should be expecting it, at this point. Crushed I was, nonetheless, and Abbie and I are staying home, while the boys eat out and get haircuts. The dogs will have to wait for me to feel better, sadly.
Abbie had a great time at dance on Monday. There are presents under the Christmas tree. On the whole, life is pretty okay. And now Grant is done with school until January, so I don't have to be too worried about the weather. Well, except for the sakes of my traveling friends and family. (Be safe!!)
Well...on that note, I shall go lie down. Love to you all. You can tell me your aspirations for 2011 if you want, but I'm not playing today. Maybe next time, though.
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