Okay. I still can't think of anything noteworthy to talk about, so I figured I would just update you all on the past horrific week.
Thursday: Dropped off Audrey at the Bishop's house to play with Theo and drove down to the Storehouse to do some service hours. When we got there, we were politely and sweetly told that we couldn't wear open toed shoes. Sigh. So we drove back home and got shoes and drove back. Overall, working at the Storehouse was super fun! We mostly worked in the kitchen preparing fresh fruits and vegetables for the patrons. (I think they put us in there because of my weight (lifting) restrictions.) One of the sweet little old men even brought me a chair so I wouldn't have to stand while chopping, bagging, weighing, twist-tying, etc. Ben and I had a great time and we were able to spend some quality time together talking. They served us lunch, which was a welcome surprise.
Friday: Woke up bright and early and drove up north to Dixion's Apple Orchard. Beautiful drive! We got a little past the start of the dirt road when traffic stopped. It was probably a good 2+ miles to get to the parking lot and we were just crawling alone. After about an hour of creeping down the road slower than a snail, Ben put Audrey in the stroller and jogged down to the Orchard. I continued to creep along in the van. Ben and Audrey and had a good time munching sample apples and looking at twigs, leaves, etc while standing in line. Emily's still creeping, creeping along. The people that wait in line are always super nice and friendly which is amazing since you typically stand in line for nearly 2 hours. And I creeped along. After Ben got our two bags of apples, he waited for a good ten minutes or so to see if I was just round the corner. He then decided that he could just meet up with me at the van. He packed up the stroller, apples and Audrey and hopped in, turned the car around and we headed back to the highway. (I was a good 1/4 mile from the Orchard at the time he got to the car.) I never even got to see the apple trees... maybe next year.
Saturday: Got up early and packed up the van for our trip to northern New Mex. Stopped at the store for a few groceries and hit the road. Ben ended up hanging out with Audrey in the back watching The Little Mermaid. The drive was lovely and the weather was excellent. Sierra Bonita cabins and RV park is pretty nice, though a bit outdated in decor. We got to witness a Catholic wedding blessing and vows renewal which was touching and thankfully simple. Afterwords, we all tucked into some tasty homemade New Mexican food. It was pretty good! After lounging around for a while, a bunch of us decided to go fishing at a tiny nearby pond. I was still feeling rather over-full of food and so was trying to be very careful. We'd been fishing for about an hour when I felt the urgent need to hit the bricks and toss my cookies. Without going into too much horrible detail, I rather painfully and quickly rid myself of my entire dinner.
My thinking was that morning sickness had finally hit (yay.) and that I was in for a solid two months of this. So, I had a pretzel to calm my tum and a little Sprite. About 30 minutes later, we packed up to go back to the cabins and I lost it again. Wow. That's not good, I was thinking. Got back to the cabin and there it went again. As near as I can figure (since my evening was a bit of a blur), I was sick about every half hour from about 5 o'clock to midnight. I was really starting to freak out that my brand of morning sickness this time would be every-half-hour-sickness.
When we got up the next morning, Audrey had thrown up too, so that set me back a bit. Maybe it was something we ate? I couldn't figure anything out. The kicker was when we changed Audrey's diaper and found a massive mess in there. It hit me: Stomach Flu. FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!!
So, we drove home as quickly as possible and I spent the rest of the day on the couch in front of the TV. Our Bishop's sweet little wife took my primary class for me on 2 hours notice! I owe her big time. Somewhere toward evening, the bug hit Ben and he spent the rest of the night running for the bathroom as well. Woohooo.
Monday: Lots and lots of lying around the house, trying to keep Audrey occupied (and off my stomach). Ben missed school and work that day. By evening we were barely starting to feel human again.
Tuesday: Ben and I spent the early morning clearing the kitchen out. The flooring guys came around 10-ish and started making a ruckus in the kitchen. Audrey, thankfully, was picked up by the Bishop's wife (again!) and whisked away to whatever super fun place they had planned. I spent the majority of the day trying to ignore the disaster in the kitchen. The really frustrating thing was how many blankity-blank breaks these two guys would take. Seriously.. they could have got the floor done at least 2 hours sooner if they didn't have to smoke.... or eat..
Around 5, the whole job was done and the guys left us to hook up our appliances and wonder what to do for dinner. I called the Bishop's house to let them know we were coming to get Audrey finally and sweet little Erin said "Have you had dinner yet?" "Um.. no.. we were trying to figure out something." "We have enchiladas if you're interested." So about an hour later, we rolled home with Audrey and full tummies and yet another thing that we couldn't possibly thank the Bishop's family for enough.
Today: I am so tired. I have no comments. But, hey... I blogged.