"Mom... make sure you put flax in the meatloaf... I love the way it tastes!"
"Mom... starfruit is on sale! Can I get extra?"
"Mom... can I have money to buy Devyn a biscuit this morning, too?"
*sigh* Sometimes you realize that they are watching you... even when they're during that teenage rebellious stage. Of course... judging by the mess in his room... there are some behaviors of mine that I wish he wouldn't model.
I'm home sick. I am resisting the urge to self-diagnose or to allow myself to label this in any way. I don't feel good. That's the short version. I will feel better soon. That's the goal. I won't allow this to turn into any big derailment or discouragement or disability. I will be well. Period. No room for discussion.
I will admit to eating frozen pizza for dinner last night. I felt icky so Austin cooked. He cooked pizza. So there you go. It was good. I enjoyed every bite.
Breakfast this morning is out of the question at this point. I've got some good stuff. Our fridge is so packed with produce that I'm using the butter compartment to store sweet potatoes. Which... I guess don't really have to be refrigerated but that's what I do. We have turnips, brussel sprouts, cabbage, collard greens, asian pears, starfruit, kiwi, broccoli, onions... and so on and so on. I'm proud of our healthy options.
The wind is blowing soooo hard outside! I've never heard it blow this hard. The ground is saturated so I fully expect there to be trees down before the day is over. We're expecting these strong winds for the next 24 hours or so. I know that's nothing compared to a blizzard... but the wind is really crazy.
My head is killing me... gonna end this entry... hope you have a great day!
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