This post is a recap of the last three weekends really...it's for my own benefit so that I don't forget what happens in my life so feel free to not read it.
Saturday morning (3 weekends ago) was Anna Grace's Minnie Mouse birthday. If Brittany posts pictures I'll either link them or add them to this post at a later date.
Saturday night was my cousin's birthday. We stayed at
Le Meridien across from the Dallas Galleria which was the perfect hotel for a girls night. On our way to dinner we were headed to the restaurant and we spotted
Khloe and Lamar (with three teenage kids...not sure who they were) walking into the mall as we were walking out. I recognized Khloe first just because she was the first one I saw but
Lamar is pretty darn tall. He can't be missed. Even if you didn't know
who he was, you'd assume he was a basketball player by his height. It wasn't seconds before they were recognized by nearly everybody. Ashton and I decided to stalk them from the second floor just to watch everyone's reactions as they all of a sudden realized who they had just passed. I honestly don't watch the Kardashians but since Khloe and Lamar are in Dallas now I can't help but want to watch.
So that weekend was all fun and games until I got the stomach flu.
It all started Sunday afternoon while watching the Justin Bieber movie (which you should see if you haven't. Say what you want but that movie made me a Belieber)!
This next part is TMI but it's life so if you want to skip this part the short story is: I got the stomach flu and threw up a lot.
Toward the end of the movie I started to feel a little nauseous. I thought it was from the Tolberone bar I had practically swallowed whole earlier in the day so I went to lay down for a bit. Minutes later, the toilet and I became best friends. For the next few hours, it was the same routine every hour: throw up, feel better, get the chills, put my sweatshirt/sweat pants/socks on, put every cover in the house on, sleep/drink water, hot flashes, take every cover in the house off, take my sweatshirt/sweat pants/socks off, throw up, rinse and repeat. After Brittany called to say that her sister was headed to the ER for the same flu (we were both at the party Saturday morning which is where we think we caught it), we decided to call our good doctor friend to ask what we should do. I was having trouble getting up from the floor of the bathroom by myself and by the third time I was just throwing up water and was VERY thirsty. Dr. Friend suggested we mix part Gatorade and part water and take very small sips. I tried that and it worked. I was sick again but did not throw up. I won't go into more detail there but the bottom line is, the Gatorade/water trick worked and I am so thankful for the advice. Thank you Dr. Friend (you know who you are)! Preston was so sweet to sleep on the floor (rather than the guest room) just in case we needed to make a trip to the ER. Thank goodness it never got that bad, though I kinda wanted to go to the ER just so they'd make it stop.
And may I just say this. How is it that mankind has developed a phone that can tell you where to hide a dead body but we have not yet developed a cure for the common stomach flu? Does that baffle anyone else? Could someone from Apple please get on that? Thank you.
I missed work that Monday and literally sat in bed/on the couch with the dogs the entire day. It's a good thing dogs don't catch human illnesses because it's comforting to have someone to snuggle with when you're sick and I wasn't about to be responsible for getting Preston sick. Though if you're an avid Rampy Chronicles reader you are well aware of his
superior Rampy genes.
The next weekend I went to the training for J Hilburn and on Sunday we had a Super Bowl party at our house with our old small group. They brought their kids and we had such a great time. At one point we walked downstairs to find the kids watching movies and eating the candy conversation hearts out of my candle holders. It was awesome except I tried one later and it kind of tasted like a candle. This has not stopped me from continuing to eat my own Valentine's decor. Those kids were on to something.
And this weekend I attended a precious
Valentines sip n' see for sweet baby Tripp on Saturday, I helped coordinate a wedding Saturday night, and on Sunday I witnessed an arrest at Target. One minute I'm browsing through the dollar section (no shame) and the next thing I know one of the employees and a security guard are throwing a guy against the wall. Not many shoppers actually noticed what was going on. I happened to be standing near the Target employee when she started running through the store which is hard not to notice. She waited for the guy to walk out of the store and as soon as the sensors beeped she confronted him and a security guard was waiting for him at the sliding glass doors. They handcuffed him and took him into one of the front offices and I may have been one in five people that actually noticed anything happened. I've been working retail for 4 years and have never seen anyone actually get arrested. And now you know where I came up with my title for this post. :)
One of my purchases at Target included the below chew toy for a certain Miss Patti. Patti has been a chewing machine lately so I decided it was time we invested in a good sturdy chew toy. At first she was skeptical but within minutes she was chewing away. So we went to small group.
When we returned home, we found this...
Shouldn't dog chew toys last longer than 2 hours? I mean come on!
Yesterday I received these at the office from Preston. When Amanda
called to tell me I had flowers at the front desk I was slightly
confused. I called him and asked if he realized he sent them a day early
and he said, "Yeah! I wanted you to be the first person in the office
to get flowers for Valentine's Day! Are you the first?!" I was.
Speaking of Valentine's Day, today is actually Patti and Selma's first "birthday". Since we rescued Patti and Selma, we actually do not know what day is their actual birthday but we were told it was probably some time in February so under pressure to pick a day at the vet I just went with Valentine's Day. Boo's actual birthday was Halloween so I decided the twins needed a holiday birthday too. I recently saw
this post and think we might do the same thing for the puppies. Maybe it'll help with their fear of driving. They've been to the emergency room so much that they assume that's where we're going every time we get in the car.
Happy birthday Patti and Selma! I took this picture of them this morning for a post on
EBSR about
what I am doing for Preston for Valentine's Day. Patti would not sit still, hence the blurriness.
Happy Valentine's Day!