Poison Kisses
Dorkies (Yorkshire Terrriers), family, flowersThanks for your well wishes! It was nice of Beth to ask you to send me get well messages. I sure appreciated them, this has been a rough week.
Last week, Sugarwings had a little tummy ache and didn't eat for a couple of days. So, of course, I cuddled, coddled, and kissed her better. Friday night, her little bug bit me and by then, it was like one of those bugs from 1950s horror movies. Remember the attack of the giant mutant bugs that had been zapped with radiation?
Since we've had a grand baby around, the whole family has had one thing after another. We say that her poison kisses are so sweet, we just can't resist, even when she drags home one germ after another. Seems like she catches everything going around (then gives it to us!). Probably because she is one of those kids who are always putting everything in their mouths.
Please forgive me if I don't return comments right now, I'm still feeling a bit droopy.
But I am much better than I was a few days ago, when that mutant bug sent me to the ER all dehydrated and weak. They pumped a few bags of IV fluid into me, and filled me with anti nausea medication and sent me home to recover.
Yes, I'm a mom, so I know that fluids are important when someone is ill, and I never let my kid's cups go empty when they were laid out with a fever. But somehow, I forgot about doing that for myself. I just didn't care, all I wanted to do was sleep and have everyone stay far away from me.
So much for my much anticipated weekend all alone with nothing to do but play in the studio and get my house ready for the photo shoot that Carol and I were doing! A weekend all alone is not quite the same when you get to the point that every time you force yourself to face getting out of bed to lurch to the bathroom, you fall flat on your face.
My sweet boys came by to check on me, but of course, I just kept telling them that I just wanted to sleep. Adam made herbal tea and rented a movie for me then sat to keep me company while watching it. Ryan fed the dogs and brought in the mail and kept asking if I needed anything. My sister-in-law and niece came by to bring me a bottle of vitamin water. I should have opened it and drank it, but just couldn't stand the thought. Then, my husband flew home early from his business trip and brought rose and made broth. He wouldn't take no for an answer when I refused the broth.
Twinkle never once left my side. If I didn't already love that dog to pieces, she sure won my heart this week. Every time that I landed on the floor, she was right there licking my face and crying. Not that I like to have my face licked by a dog, but I knew she was doing it out of love.
I don't know how anyone can get through any kind of flu or cold without a warm, furry friend by your side. Of course, we have a fenced in yard and a doggy door, so she didn't need to be walked or taken out, that might have not been so pleasant otherwise.
Anyway, today I woke up feeling bright and shiny and raring to go. I had plans a mile long, packages to send, emails to get caught up on, projects to make for the photo shoot that I rescheduled for tomorrow.
But, after taking a look at my house and realizing just how much work it would take to make it picture perfect, and cooking breakfast for Sugarwings, I felt like I hit a brick wall. Sweet Carol and I will reschedule again for next week and Sugarwings and I will curl up with some movies. Its her turn to cuddle and coddle me back to health!
Too bad, these roses would have been wonderful for the shoot.
Tomorrow will be my day to be in the pink again! Everything else can wait till then.






















































































