Two Sickies

Yesterday I just went crazy with the craftiness! Thanks Hubby for watching the Pooka Monster while I burned myself with hot glue and sniffed Mod Podge (actually it's non-toxic and not quite as fun as rubber cement haha).

After a little blog surfing and a run to Hobby Lobby, our home is now sufficiently ready for Valentine's Day. And it's not even February yet.












What really inspired this frenzy? Well, I will tell you but I must warn you: the following is not for the weak stomached.

Sunday had to have been the worst day of my life, well in a long time. It started when I woke up around 3 in the morning puking my guts out. Ewww...it was gross! I have not done that since I was in second or third grade. I felt so ill and dizzy. My first thought was that I might be pregnant. Even though I was not at all sick with Asher and we are doing all we can to avoid it from happening again, I cannot dismiss the possibility that it might happen. Anyway, when I was on my third bout with the bathroom sink (Austin was not too pleased that I forgot to use the toilet. Thanks for cleaning it all up babe!) we heard Asher in his crib heaving. Uh-oh. Poor baby was also sick. And he wasn't just spitting up normal baby stuff it was chunks just like mine.

I gotta say, Austin was a great nurse for Asher. Poor guy had no sleep when he went to give his talk for church that day. He also tried his best to help me out but I sure missed my dad. He was always so much help when I was sick. He would rub my back and hold my hair out of my face. I remember him coming in late nights to rescue me with cough syrup or a heating pad. Love you Dad!

After trying to sleep it off all day and basically fasting with just Gatorade (me) and Pedialyte (Asher), by evening as quick as the sickness came it left. I have concluded that it was a food poisoning and most likely from that awful Mojo Burrito we ate at on Saturday. Yuck. Don't imagine I will ever go back there. Come Monday, I was so happy to be well and unsick and I decided to use all of my new energy to create with pink and red. Happy early v-day!

Oh yeah, and did I mention that my newly returned monthly friend came for a visit on Sunday as well? At least I know I am not preggers. While we love this little guy in the sink I am not looking for another one any time soon.