Saturday, May 23, 2009

Why the weekend isn't sucking much at all right now

Well, I do have some sort of viral infection. I went to the Little Clinic and Publix. I'm running a fever and have a sore throat. But when I got back home, Dear Husband was waiting dressed in suite and tie, and the girls were dressed up, Firecracker holding flowers and DramaQueen a jeweler's box on a pillow. Pacobel's Canon was playing. Dear Husband read me a sweet poem he wrote for me and presented me with the flowers and the prettiest ring with regular and chocolate diamonds.

So, although physically I feel like a piece of old gum stuck on the underside of a desk, my heart is light and breezy.


  1. I hate to say I told you so...but ....
    Happy Birthday "Alice"
    I'm so glad your loved ones showed their joy at your presence in their lives xx

  2. :) I did get a rather nasty stomach bug later, but by the end of the evening I was pretty stable, and I can look down at my ring and smile.

    I can also tell myself for the final time: Do not under any circumstances eat at McDonalds when you take the girls. Never. Ever.

  3. AWWWWW! I love this. Sorry you were sick tho.