Last week I mentioned I had a full weekend ahead,. Full enough to overwhelm my husband as I spewed forth information. And I think God had a good chuckle over me and my plans. As if I have any control over them. After I posted that, I sat down to watch a movie with G. and soon my throat started to feel ... icky. Like the sore-throat-before-a-cold kind of icky. I went to bed Thursday night complaining of the ache, and woke up with a fully-blown cold. SO there went almost all of my plans for the weekend!
I managed to rest alot on the couch, read some really good books; my girls has a light day of school at home, and the tissue box didn't leave the vicinty. So out of the 7 of us, 3 have fallen, and are now on the mend. the youngest is now snot-nosed, and we are hoping that the boy and husband do not catch the cold!
The rest of my weekend ... well actually only Sunday, was a good day. I felt better enough to run a 5k Memorial Run for 9/11. And later in the afternoon the entire family went down to the park for the closing ceremonies. The park here was covered, literally, in flags - the Stars and Stripes, along with two different types of memorial flags. It was pretty amazing. Each flag stood for someone who died on 9/11, or for a police or firefighter who died in Oregon. It was very powerful to take it all in. In a way it reminded me of Arlington Cemetery.
Today G. screwed the windows into place and put the siding on it. We are hoping, hoping, hoping, to put the wall up this afternoon.