7 Quick Takes vol. 32

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A nasty bug bit our family this week. It laid me out for a day, Ellen came out pretty unscathed, and Mike stayed home from work yesterday after fighting off his man-cold the best he could. He was a real champ though; even though he was sick, he went to JoAnns for me to pick up some sewing supplies I needed to finish projects for the craft show.

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You’re wondering how the craft show went, right? Riiight. It went pretty well. I didn’t know what to expect, so I made a lot lot lot lotta lot of blankets and car organizers. Like, way more than I needed to. So um, if you need a baby blanket or a car organizer, I’m your gal. Just let me know. And here’s a link to my Etsy shop.

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After all of the work I put into sewing for the show, I almost didn’t get to go. The night before, Ellen decided to wake up at 3…which meant I was up at 3…and then she wanted a nap at 7:30 and I had to be there at 9:15. I put her down for a bit, but had to wake her up to go. Taking her down the hallway to the elevator was the best 15 minutes of my life. Four, count them, 1, 2, 3, 4 on the ground, writhing tantrums before we hit the end of the hall. Then, I got to drive on thick sheets of ice and carry laundry baskets of sewn goods, food, a diaper bag, and a screaming toddler into the church. I was sweating like a nasty swine by the time I settled in.

And, I was all set to call my mom and complain about the whole thing and tell her how hard my life is and yada yada (and maybe I did a little bit), but then God put a thought in my head, as He is wont to do. I really think I would take my problems over anyone else’s on any given day. Just this month alone, I have heard of friends (close and Internet-wise) having miscarriages, very sick family members, houses broken into, deaths, and other horrible things. I am pretty blessed, you know.

Oh, and of course, that day reminded me of one of my favorite songs.

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Yesterday morning, Ellen really wanted to build a “noman” outside. I really wanted to not go outside. So we compromised.

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Yesterday was also the feast of St. Lucy. I had all of these grand plans to make braided sweet St. Lucy bread and surprise my family. But, we are leaving for MI on Saturday, and I am trying to clean out the fridge and not put new perishables in there. So, instead, we had toast with butter and cinnamon sugar. Catholic win?

Sidenote, I have no idea how to spell cinnamon…I spelled it so poorly that spell check changed it to carcinoma. We did not eat carcinoma toast.

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Mike also watched Ellen last night while I went to browse B&N and clear my head. I picked up this book. Have you read anything by her? Thoughts?

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So, by now I have watched Jen’s reality show. I am sure I loved it because I love gawking at other bloggers’ lives. But, it’s Thursday while I’m writing this, and I cannot tell a lie. I haven’t seen it just yet. Just trying to keep the post relevant, you know? Why don’t you go tell her what you thought?

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  1. says

    The Wilkersons got hit with sickness this week as well. The good thing is, we are on the other side of it and I kind of feel like a champ for surviving! Safe travels to michigan!

    • Jenna says

      From the sounds of it, you are a champ! We haven’t had to do puke in the middle of the night…yet. But, when we do, I’ll call you to clean it up! ;)