Like flat in bed sick.
I've had a horrible virus, still do.
The kind of virus where taking a shower is a huge accomplishment that results in shaky legs and the need to lie down before putting on some mismatched sweats that once belonged to your husband. The kind where the Type A in me just has to let go and let D just try to be both mom and dad.
My goals today: to get a little laundry done and drink a gallon of juice and let my brain melt from daytime TV.
Taking a little time to play with words, to play with food, and just to play!