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Friday, August 19, 2016

A pox on your house

When I imagine children catching chicken pox, I imagine them getting it from other kids - like in daycare or elementary school...but yo, my kids got it from me.
I had the shingles (see the last post) which isn't contagious as far as giving other people shingles, but it is contagious to those who haven't had chicken pox {Although it's an ironic fact that my grandmother developed shingles around the same time as I did}. Anywhoo, my children are incapable of not touching me - and it's direct contact with the blisters/puss that spread the virus - so lo and behold, they've been running the gamut of chicken pox symptoms. Of course, this is in spite of my "Don't touch my spots!!" warnings...although I confess that I was more concerned about the children not touching them because they HURT than I was about them getting sick. But sick they are and have been.
And in quarantine we are and have been. The four of us haven't left the house in two weeks. Hopefully, the girls will be able to go to church on Sunday.

Do you ever feel you have no idea what day of the week it is because your week hasn't been punctuated by church services? I sure do.

All in all, I'm glad for them to have it while they're young. I'm glad that these hot hot days of August have been for our staying at home (because missing out on Spring or Fall weather hurts my heart).  I'm especially glad that it looks like everyone will have time to recover fully before our beach trip in a few weeks.

Can I just say, Hallelujah for beach trips! We have been SO excited about going to the Florida panhandle for Months. It's been about two years since we've had any beach time and we're well overdue in my book. And as soon as Elijah starts to round the bend of his sickness, this mama is going to kick into planning mode and getting everything situated.
I'm so stoked.
Just writing about the upcoming trip makes my blood pump a little faster. Hooray!

And one more thing, I'm not ready for fall y'all.
You can keep all your pins about colorful leaves and warm sweaters and pumpkin everything - which, ahem, started showing on Aug 1st - it is STILL summer in this family. And I'm certain fall tones won't begin to drop from my lips till well after we return from the beach. So there.

Just hold my bouquets of sharpened pencils a while longer. {If you can't name that movie reference, shame on you! Hint: it's a Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks}


Thursday, August 4, 2016

Worth every cent

Some stories are hard to know where to start. In fact, this happens to me often, "Let me go back. Wait A little further back" - more detail, more story. To Emery, this is an over abundance of words. He looks at me like, "What on earth does this have to do with the statement you're trying to make??" Well, sometimes the correlation is very slight, but nonetheless it IS a correlation in - in my mind anyway.

Let's just go with right now. Ah nope, a week back should do.
I got a mysterious rash. Like poison ivy. Irritating, but probably no big deal, right? Well, this rash blistered and started giving me some nerve pain - at which point I accept the fact that this is shingles. Ugh. Last night, Emery and I jumped on the interweb looking for natural helps to fight off this virus. And then he makes me up a hot compress and loads me up on appropriate vitamins -- while making a note of other supplements that are helpful.
Now, today. My prince charming went to the vitamin store and comes home with everything I might possibly need or use to conquer this thing.

This is love. This is my sweet man telling me, "I cherish you. I care about your wellness. The cost of these supplements is no matter. You are worth it."


I forget this sometimes.

But today his love rang through beautifully clear. Especially as he made an extra trip home to deliver the goods in the middle of the day.

sweet, sweet husband. Thank you, Lord for my precious husband.


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In very unrelated news: we had grilled cheese and tomato soup the other day. I was going to blog about it, but y'all I didn't have time. Listen up. Being gluten and dairy free, I don't know when we've indulged in grilled cheese with tomato soup - oh so good! What a pairing! I can see why Tom+Chee works as a restaurant (though I haven't actually eaten there).
Of course, we had vegan cheese, gluten free bread, and homemade tomato soup. It was such a treat. And how silly does it sound for such a common thing to be so special to us, but it was and it was enjoyable for sure!