You Must've Thought I Disappeared!

I've definitely been slack on posting this past week. I really have no excuse other than, I just didn't want to. It's been an interesting week to say the least though.

On Memorial Day we had planned to have a big cookout by the pool with some of our friends, but God had different plans for the weather. It rained, and it stormed like it's never rained or stormed before. The two ponds on our property were overflowing, and so did the swimming pool. I swear, I've never seen so much rain fall in a single day, but we didn't let the rain stop us from having fun. The guys hurried to the grill during a 30 minute period of which it had stopped raining, cooked our food and we partied in my house all day and night long. Seriously. It was fun though, and Bree loved it. She enjoys having people over at the house, it gives her a chance to pull all of the stuff from her bedroom out to the living room to show everyone. Much fun was had by all, and although, it would have been a lot more fun to be by the pool...hanging out on the patio at my house wasn't bad either.

Tuesday morning I had a mental breakdown. Mainly because I was overwhelmed. A grocery list had to be made, along with grocery shopping, there was tons of laundry to be done, lots of house cleaning to be done, and I just didn't see that there were enough hours in the day to get it done. So...I did what every housewife should do every once in a while...I lost it. I cried, and I cried, and then I called Paul and I cried some more. He told me not to worry about the groceries, that he would take care of them that night after work...and I didn't even have to worry about cleaning the house (he obviously doesn't know me well enough to think that I would just sit in a messy house all day). For me, grocery shopping is such a burden. I actually despise it, loathe it, HATE IT! Once Paul marked that off of my list, my day suddenly seemed better. I can definitely handle housework.

Wednesday morning, Bree woke up sick. I am still not sure exactly what was wrong with her, but it lasted all day long. Initially, I thought she had caught another tummy bug, but she never threw up or pooped. She hardly ate, and she would drag around the house just crying in pain. I was pretty concerned, because I had no idea what to do for her. There was no fever, or anything. She took about a 45 minute nap and then woke again, and I had to hold her for the rest of the day. Eventually, she fell asleep in my lap and slept a good hour and a half. She woke up about 5:30 and seemed tons better. She even wanted to eat. So, I fed her some cereal, and then we planned to go to Chick Fil A and try the new Spicy Chicken Sandwich. This is where Mommy Guilt set in for me. As soon as we walked into Chick Fil A, Bree threw up all over herself, me, and the cashiers counter. I knew then, that we should have just stayed home...but I swear, she seemed tons better before we left the house! When we got back home, she climbed back up on the couch in to her blankets and went to sleep.

Thursday, Bree seemed a little bit better, but not 100 percent yet. We stayed at home and took it easy. I'm not sure what we're doing this weekend. Our Friday night was pretty boring, and today looks like a day by the pool...which is perfectly fine with me! Monday I started the Recovery Phase of p90x which means that I have only 30 more days with Round 1 of p90x! I am going to do another round of p90x starting in August. My belly needed more work than I thought it would. It's coming right along though, and I'm excited to see where it's going to take me!

I hope you all had a wonderful week. Again, I'm sorry for not posting anything...and again, there is no excuse besides the fact that I just didn't want to. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend!