Well, almost. I got a case of food poisoning on Monday and it has taken me this long to recover. I have been in bed since Monday evening, it's now Thursday. I got up to run an errand with the boys yesterday and came straight home to bed again. I got up to take care of Seth this morning and realized that we were out of bread. He wanted toast for breakfast, which I made him. But then he wanted peanut butter and jelly for lunch. I had to call a neighbor and ask her to make a sandwich and take it to him at the bus stop.
I met a friend for lunch today and had some soup. I stopped at the grocery and got a rotisserie chicken for dinner. Happy Valentine's Day! I hope Scott appreciates the effort I put into making a meal. I know the children won't. I have to try to feed the little whiners, though. I think it's part of the parenting agreement.