I first considered titling this post “Tuckered Out”, but figured I’d stick with the typical format for weekend review posts come Monday. Thing is, I’m totally tuckered out. T.T.O, ya’ll.
Remember how I mentioned on Friday’s post that Huxley had picked up a bit of stomach flu? Well, he passed it on. I succumbed Saturday and poor Hubs fared the worst of all and was down for the count all Saturday night, most of yesterday, and a big chunk of today. He’s a total rock star for heading to the feed store for chicken feed and the grocery store for items for Huxley, who is now in the “intestinal distress” stage of the flu.
The photos above are all you want to see from inside of our house this past weekend. Trust me. The fact that I was somehow able to come up with the ideas for, bake, and write about two original pie recipes for a freelance piece I had due yesterday, all while Huxley and Glenn napped for 1 1/2 hours Sunday afternoon, still blows my mind. Necessity is the mother of gettin’ ‘er done, this much I know.
Alright, I’m off to take care of my fellas. Here’s wishing the week ahead brings you and yours (and me and mine!) health, happiness, and a safe home.