The party was on Saturday, which means I am no longer crafting, cooking, or baking in a frenzy. Remember when I said no one was allowed to get sick? I got sick on Wednesday (with a bad cold). The Mister got sick on Thursday (with the same bad cold). Nico remained healthy, which is all that matters, but, wow, are we miserable now that we no longer have to pretend to be healthy.
I’m doing okay, but not great. The Mister is home sick. We both are enthusiastic about our decision to completely ignore Valentine’s day, although I’m going to have to think of something simple to do for the boys. Other than that, I’m going to lay low, see if I can clean up any of the pictures of the party (they’re all pretty bad), and revel in the feeling of an open calendar.