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Groan...

Feeling a little better but sort of removed from myself-- the same sort of feeling I'd get from drinking too much.  That's sooo not the case right now.  I've had a bottle of water and about 8 saltines all day.  I'm feeling ravenously hungry so I guess that's a good sign.  Earlier today the thought of pushing food past my lips was repugnant.  

Steve just left for work-- he'll be gone until about 1:30 in the morning.  It sucks.  Plus he took my car since I am not planning to go anywhere.  Maybe I can get my friend, Rosie, to come over for a little while just to keep me company.  

He didn't take anything out of the freezer for dinner so I have no idea what I'm going to do.  I could make fish sticks for the kids.  Andy loves them.  There's no way I'm eating that though.  I was thinking about take-out but I have no idea how my stomach is going to behave.  Perhaps I should just have some Lipton's chicken noodle soup and play it safe.  

I need to open the windows and air out the house but it's too humid. 

The boys are sleeping.  Andy will probably wake up in a little while.  I don't know exactly when he went to sleep but it was after 2.  Joey is asleep on a blanket in the living room.  He looks so angelic and peaceful and sweet, I could just mush him. 

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sweetjezebel
Jul. 13th, 2006 10:00 pm (UTC)
True but I've been so sick before that I couldn't see straight to take care of anything, even if it were crying!