The weekend update

I'm Chevy Chase and you're not.

I did come down with some kind of ugly flu after all. I was feeling feverish, shaky, shivery, and headachey all afternoon Friday. It only got worse that night (I had to actually go take a nap in my mom's bed while Steve worked on the plumbing) and the next morning. I was running about 101 Saturday until 1 or 2:00. Then I felt fairly human again. So what did I do? Rest? HA! No way dude! I broke out the vacuum and steam cleaner and *gasp* the Pledge!!!

I made like the white tornado and vac'd and steam cleaned carpet throughout the whole house (except the guest room which isn't dirty), steams cleaned the couch, decluttered the kitchen counters and dusted the living room. I missed the sale on chicken breast tenders, but oh well. I just couldn't DO anymore after all that cleaning. Even weirder...Stef took a spontaneous 2-1/2 hr nap!!

My neice Sarah, cancelled her performance in the voice recital Sunday. She's sick and is having trouble with her voice anyway. No point in stressing it further.

I still felt pretty punky Sunday, but since I left Steve sleep til noon, he was perfectly willing to help me out. We got all the laundry together and started. He made lunch (I still wasn't eating much at that point), went to the grocery store with us (and sat in the car with a sleeping Stef the whole time), then made supper.

Ellie was looking pretty good Sunday evening so I thought we could all go for a short walk as a family. Stef strapped on her roller skates, helmet, and pads. I harnessed up the doggies. It must have been quite a site coming down the sidewalk. Stef was in the middle of us on her skates. We each had a hand. We also each had a dog. Dog-parent-stef-parent-dog. If only there had been someone to take a picture. Anyway, we stopped briefly to talk to a neighbor/dobie owner just around the corner from our house. A girl about Stef's age opened the door to the house next to where we were standing. A little puff ball dust bunny of a dog came charging out of this house, straight for us. I instinctively pulled Ellie's gentle leader up tight so she couldn't move her head at all. Her hackles were up and she would have loved to have a little dog sandwich. Steve had Presh and Stef, so his hands were full and unavailable for help. I tried to grab the dust bunny by it's scruff while it was comically leaping in the air trying to reach Ellie's neck. The owner came out and retrieved it before I could get a good hold. No harm no foul. The little dog just wanted a shot at the title.

Ellie must have tensed up while dust bunny was trying to reach her carotid because after the whole thing was over, she cried and cried and held her booboo leg up. I thought I was going to have to carry her home. But less than a minute later, trooper that she is, Ellie wanted to finish her walk. She's pretty sore this morning even, so I gave her 1-1/2 oxycodone and we'll see how she is tonight.