I Don’t Like This at All!
Tater got the stomach flu this weekend. She woke up in the wee hours of the morning on Saturday throwing up. She has not had a stomach bug since she was a baby, so in her memories, this is the first time. She was very unhappy about the whole thing.
“I don’t like this very much,” she said the first time she threw up.
By the fourth or fifth time, it was “I don’t like this at all.”
Me either!
We had huge plans for Saturday. We were going to get up reasonably early and put on makeup and costumes and go walk in the Halloween Parade through downtown of our little town. I had spent the week making a fabulous costume for The Perfect Child, who wanted to be a princess. Her boyfriend was to be her prince. We rounded up all the necessary pieces and parts and by Friday night I was done. Using gold curtains and a cream-colored pillow sham, I made a dress for the Ninja. I used some boot covers we had for a Santa costume (removing the fake fur) and cut them down for The Boy (how we refer to him) to wear over his dress shoes and black pants. He wore Klown’s big poofy pirate shirt, and a maroon wool vest with gold braid we’d found at a thrift store. We added a plastic sword and crown, and he was as princely as an 18 year old could possibly be. Tater had a pretty Red Queen dress (from Alice in Wonderland) and a red wig and red-and-silver crown. Klown was going to do her makeup. Klown and I were going to go as, well, clowns, of course.
After that, there were activities at the library (crafts and etc.), and a whole day of activities at the Longmont Museum surrounding Day of the Dead exhibits they have had up all month. The kids could decorate their own sugar skulls, make tissue-paper flowers, and watch performances from local Hispanic dancers.
But all that changed, as I ended up sitting on the couch with a sick Tater in my lap, and the teenagers went off to the parade and museum without us. They had a ton of fun. I kept telling Tater, “there’s always next year.”
She did get to go to her school’s Fall Festival on Friday night, where she got to wear her costume and actually won first place. They had pizza and cupcakes and candy and lots of activities. And at least she won’t be sick for Halloween, and will get to go trick-or-treating.
I felt like it was a bit of a lost weekend for me. I didn’t get anything done that I wanted to get done, and here it is Sunday night and we still have three loads of wash to get through before bed, with a dryer that takes two times to dry fully. I really need to do something about that…
As for our predicted snowfall, it was more immense than they predicted, and we got 15 inches of heavy white stuff between Tuesday night and Wednesday afternoon. We did loose some major branches on one of our trees, as did plenty of other people. Power was out at our house for nearly four hours after the storm started, and we were not alone. The snowfall, this coming Wednesday, is supposed to be a bit lighter. We still have unmelted snow in our yard despite the fact that we have had three 5+ degree days since the snow fell in the first place. And yes, I still love it! You can see some of my pictures at my 365-Degree Blog.
