Skyfall 2

And the hits just keep on coming! A couple of weeks ago, I decided that the sky was falling. My bad - it still is!

Which, I'm kind of worried, because I wasn't hoping to make this a regular series on my blog.

It all started this weekend, when we were driving to the grocery store in my car, when the driver's side window fell off its track. WTFrenchToast? I've had this car since my senior year of college and that's never happened before. Why now?

The good news! Kennedy loves a new DIY, so he promptly took the panel off the door and realized that he would have to special-order the part that was broken. AND IT WOULDN'T BE HERE TIL WEDNESDAY. (That was Saturday night.) It's Thursday now and it's still NOT here.

Do you know what that means? It means my car is in the garage, all taken apart and basically undriveable.

But then! Kennedy was supposed to go out of town Monday & Tuesday for work, meaning he could just take a cab to the airport and I wouldn't be without a car. Phew!

Saturday night, I awoke to Kennedy barfing his brains and guts and lungs and endocrine system out. That's how bad it was. So there was no way he was traveling, seeing as how he couldn't even get out of bed until Monday (poor guy.)

I did everything possible to avoid getting what he had. Slept in another room. Used a different bathroom. Forced him to wash his hands constantly. Washed my hands constantly.

I think I have avoided it for the most part, but yesterday/last night I felt like I had gotten hit by a truck. I went to bed at 7:30 and didn't get up til 10 this morning. Luckily, there was no puking on my part. I finally feel better, but have some residual stomach cramps if I eat anything. (Oh, joy!)

Kennedy had to go in to work late to help a sister out. He's the best husband EVERRRRRRRRRRR. He even cleaned the kitchen and living room while I was holed up in bed (which, by the way, wasn't dirty because I was sick. It was dirty because I'm a terrible house keeper.)

Something crazy happens when you come back from the brink of death like I did today. You start getting big ideas. Ideas like, chalkboards are fun, I should paint the whole kitchen with chalkboard paint!!!! Luckily, I still have very little energy to follow through with this.

The thing I am most thankful for is that Campbell has remained unscathed in the 2013 stomach bug-stravaganza. I am praying he avoids it completely, because as bad as stomach cramps feel, I think it would be even worse to see that cute little guy go through it.