Bad Week in Dodge

The past week was not particularly enjoyable, I got little to nothing accomplished, and toward the end of the week just got a little pissy. I hope The Big Guy was not watching.

Monday joy: Son1's family left midday to begin their trip home. TheHub was not feeling well and missed out on those last minute hugs because he did not want to pass it on if he was contagious.

After seeing them off and putting a couple of loads of sheets in the wash, my rear found the couch and did not move for a bit. I adore having them here, but I was really tired after this visit. Age? Definitely!

Now I will join Pip, who told me she wished she could teleport here any time she wanted to. I wish she could too!

Monday dinner: We still had leftovers from the Thanksgiving week, but TheHub did not want a real meal.

Leftover vegetable soup

Tuesday joy: We were still tired and TheHub was feeling much worse. We stayed home and did a few tasks around the house (very few). TheHub does not like to be still and is somewhat compulsive about doing things. I know he is not feeling well when he puts the recliner in a reclined position and covers up with a throw blanket during the daytime. The dozing off and on was another indicator for how lousy he felt.

We had tickets to go see The Illusionists. It was an add on to our local Broadway series, and I was looking forward to going, but TheHub felt too bad to go, and My Beloved Sister was not available to go with me. Instead I gave our tickets to our neighbors.  I am glad they did not just go to waste. 

Tuesday dinner: TheHub still had no appetite, but I did accommodate what he wanted.

Tomato soup (yep the Campbell's variety), cheese toast

Wednesday joy: We no longer had to wonder if TheHub was contagious because I found out first hand that he was. Wednesday I woke with a killer headache, sore throat and sniffles. It caused me to cancel going to my Wednesday class and also going to my happy place. There is no way I would think of exposing the participants of Independence Place with this.

So not only did I not feel great, but I also felt sorry for myself.

Son 2 stopped by for a minute, but did not want to stay once he saw how we were feeling. I do not blame him at all.

Wednesday dinner: We both wanted something with intense flavors, so we ordered take out from a local Chinese restaurant. Their portions are large enough that a meal for one is plenty for both of us to share for two meals.

Kung pao chicken, rice

Thursday joy: What a way to begin the Christmas season! We both felt kind of crummy, the house was minimally ready for Christmas, I'd bought just a very few gifts, My Beloved Sister was having a difficult time, I'd done nothing about Christmas cards and did not feel like doing anything. Bah Humbug!

We also had a forecast for some protracted nights below freezing. I tell every plant I get that they have to be kind of tough to live with me, and I had just been covering some of them on the deck at night, but with lows in the 20's throughout the night meant I had to bring them inside for a while.

Funny thing was even though it is December, I brought in two blooming hibiscus plants, a canna that had buds on it, and a key lime, not just in bloom, but with 2 limes growing. This is very strange for this time of the year.

Thursday dinner:  Neither of us had much of an appetite and I still had enough soup in the fridge for another meal.

Vegetable soup, crackers

Friday joy: This was another day of doing little. TheHub was feeling a little better but I was feeling much worse. 

I needed to look at our stock portfolio and see if we had any Kimberly Clark. I was pretty sure our personal Kleenex use would raise their December profits substantially. If any of you in Blogland have any, you can thank me.

On a lighter note, I looked in the mirror in passing and am pretty sure with my flame on red nose and hair going every direction, I would  be a prefect fit for a clown troupe.

I did have a phone call with Sluggy, always fun!

I also used the green tomatoes, picked before the temperatures dropped. I used about 10 pounds of green tomatoes to make and can tomato relish. I had never had it before and had no idea if I would even like it, but made it anyway. Someone here needs to enjoy it because I have a good bit to use this year.

Friday dinner:  I decided I might need to cook at least a little something. And when I say cook little, I mean it literally.

Hamburger patty, au gratin potatoes (from the freezer)

Saturday joy: Even though we both still felt rotten, we medicated and felt good enough to get out of the house for about an hour. The Hub went with me (masked)  to Aldi and we stopped by a small Mediterranean restaurant to pick up a to go order. 

We came home to eat then watch the SEC championship game. Watching, only if you count dozing off and on as watching. Both of us had itchy burning red eyes and it makes closing them somewhat necessary. It appears that once we closed them, dozing happened immediately.

By nighttime the respiratory ick was having a field day with me, and I wound up sleeping in an un-reclined recliner.

Saturday dinner: After having the Racer sandwich at lunch we were not particularly hungry but wanted something with intense flavor. Leftovers to the rescue!

Kung pao chicken, rice

Sunday joy: I was now coughing my head off, so going to church was off the table, and we had to cancel on plans for a Christmas party we had RSVP'd a couple of weeks ago. I hated missing both, but what do you do. We did not want to be responsible for infecting large groups of people. Instead I spent the day in pajama pants and a sweat shirt, which is exactly what I put on after getting home from Aldi Saturday afternoon.

I did get good news from My Beloved Sister, and the situation has improved much. I still feel guilty for not being able to help her. (Other than making dog food for her dogs who refuse any and all traditional dog foods)

The upside of missing the party is we could watch the new episode of Yellowstone when it aired rather than watching the recording we had set previously, thinking we would be somewhere festive.

I was getting really tired of feeling puny but slept upright in the recliner once again so my coughing would not wake TheHub. (Even those of us with black hearts do have a sliver of kindness)

Sunday dinner: I wanted a burger but TheHub didn't. We looked at Purple Onion's menu and ordered. It was easier than cooking and TheHub said he would run and pick it up. 

Hamburger, fries (shared), Mediterranean wrap

Meal Plan for the week is on hold. I am planning nothing until we feel like eating.

Books read in December:

We Used To Live Here

Have a great week staying on plan, going off plan, or with no plan at all.

May all your weeds be wildflowers