280/365 Ready for flight

The hint of a belly bugaboo that has been bubbling for a week went bye-bye - or so I thought. Between doctor appointments I took in a Cheesecake Factory lunch with the hubby. Perfect timing between his brain and eye scans, and before my flight to New York. He didn't want to do our usual split-a-salad-and-something meal, so I ventured out. Today's lesson: Questionable Tummy+ Huevos Rancheros + Regional Jet = Loooooong flight to New York.

277/365 Feeling like that too.

Hansel is helping EG clean out his closet. EG had a mammoth Kohl's excursion this morning, treating himself to a new assortment of khakis and black button-downs that look just like his old assortment of khakis and black button-downs. He has refreshed his teacher uniform rations. I'm feeling just about as helpful as Hansel. It has been ages since I've felt this unproductive, sitting still in denial of a bit of a stomach bug that I've been trying to ignore for going on 5 days. Heating pad on tummy, I watched one football game and listened to another this afternoon, quite a different multi-tasking feat than I'm accustomed to doing. My plan is, bug or not, that I feel better tomorrow.