What Happened? It's Monday Already?

And a major feast day? Oh wow. Today is very special because of the feast of Our Lady of Mount Carmel. On this feast day, Brent and I are finishing up our consecration to Jesus through Mary. I feel very blessed for this. Tonight at dinner we celebrated by all donning brown scapulars - all of us! And our celebratory dessert were brownies with cords to emulate scapulars, however, despite my intentions, they did not turn out quite as pretty as my inspiration was due to time constraints.

Hubby was my super-hero Saturday as our weekend plans took a different direction than previously planned. I awoke early Saturday morning and got up from bed to get ready for Saturday morning Mass and then to attend my prayer/apostolic group (Regnum Christi). As I quietly padded my way down the hallway to the bathroom I suddenly became dizzy and then, by the time I made it back to the haven of our bed, violently nauseous. Within thirty minutes we knew I was out for the count and so we immediately went into survival mode.

Food poisoning of some sort, we concluded by evening time. All day long I had been sleeping and/or getting sick. Horribly sick. Meanwhile, dh took care of every need the children had. He changed diapers, one being a very offensive diaper too, I might add. He fixed meals, picked up toys and books almost constantly it seemed, took the kids out for a while so I could sleep more soundly, read to them, kept them fairly quiet, and checked in on me so watchfully as well. I later teased him that I had never been so attracted to him as on that day ~laughing~ Being a true gentleman he did not say I'd better not get used to it. But I bet he thought it ~smiling~

Sunday was spent quietly. I was on the mend but not entirely energetic. We went to Mass. We took the kids out to see the Blue Angels fly at the Air Force Base (poor Maryn may be forever traumatized even though I sat inside our vehicle with her and held her). Later we headed home and made spaghetti and garlic bread for dinner. We then settled down and giggled over 'America's Funniest Videos' and then put the little people to bed. I fell into deep, deep sleep myself, apparently, since it took me a full ten minutes upon waking this morning to get my bearings.

And I discover it is Monday already. Imagine my dismay. Especially, after such pampering on Saturday. Extraordinary ordinary.

John Paul taking a shower

If we can't go swimming, we'll just play in the water



It might be summer if... the temperatures are hitting 100 degrees, the lemonade pitcher is emptied within every 4-5 hours, and all the shades are pulled and fans turned on by 4:00 p.m.

Sam and beloved bicycle are finally reunited

God Love and Keep You