It was a crazy week here in Crazytown.
(Understatement of the year.)
Last weekend I woke up with a raging sore throat, throbbing headache, extreme fatigue,
and just an overall feeling of being hit by a Mack truck.
I was already in freak out how am I ever going to pull this off mode.
And then I lost a day feeling like hell.
Don't worry, it gets better.
Sunday morning Andy is showing signs of illness, and the kids are fading fast.
Sunday afternoon phone calls are made to back out of plans to attend the traditional Hayride.
The entire family is down and out.
Sunday night I finally start wrapping presents doped up on some serious cold meds.
Starting to feel a renewed sense of holiday excitement.