Happy Everything

Today is my blog’s second birthday. Happy birthday, blog!

I’m doing okay. This is, easily, the sickest I have been in a long time, most likely ever. I never had a true flu before. I thought I did but, trust me, once you have actually had the flu, you realize those other times you just had a bad cold. You also start to understand how it is people succumb from complications every year. The pain was excruciating. The only other time in my life I have experienced pain like that was when I was in full blown back labor with Mikey, and at least then I could order an epidural.

Craziness. Long story short: flu. Then, on Wednesday, I developed a bacterial bronchitis. Yes, I developed a secondary bacterial infection subsequent to the flu. How cliche! Anyway, I am still recuperating. Feeling better, but not 100%. I think today is the first day since last Monday I didn’t wake up with a fever, so that says something.

You know what else is crazy? On Wednesday we (me, the family, and my 103 fever) made the 8 hour drive to Lake Tahoe. It had been on the books for a while, and I just didn’t have the heart to disappoint the boys. I also didn’t know if I had the heart to survive the trip, but I did. I spent the trip inside, nursed back to health by my parents, while The Mister fulfilled Mikey and Nicholas’s dreams of snow fights and sledding, outside.

The Mister also fulfilled my dreams of having hundreds of wonderful pictures to document the occasion. He’s a good dad and husband, that Mister.

{My brother, Paul, and Mikey working on the Thanksgiving salad.}

{Baby Gabby, aka THE TURKEY}

{Mikey, wearing my snow hat from the 70s and my gloves from the 80s}

The end.