Meals, Mishaps, and a Migraine

So, let's play catch up a little bit.

The past few weeks have been quite eventful. My mom was here visiting for two weeks. It was great to have her around... for the company, conversation and the help. The past few weeks could probably be summed up in three words: Meals, Mishaps, and a Migraine. So, while mom was here, I made a chicken pot pie, thanks to Lorie's post, Angela's subsequent post, and Jana telling me that she made it, too... and that it was good. However, I made a modified version of the one Lorie so beautifully described. Although the crust is probably the best part of a pot pie, it is also the part containing most of the butter and fat. So, I kinda made my own version, using a hint I found on Hungry Girl. I used 4 reduced-fat crescent rolls for the top and 4 for the bottom. It ended up tasting pretty good, too!

In addition to the meals at home, we also enjoyed some of our favorite local joints while mom was visiting. Yum. Now, I'm trying to get rid of the extra pounds I gained while she was here. I guess there is something about having family in town that just makes you feel like you, too, are on vacation.

Anyways, since we are on the topic of meals... My mom, hubby, Toad and I went to some friends' house for dinner one night. Toad was not being very cooperative at the dinner table. Finally, he calmed down a little bit, long enough to take a couple bites of the chicken 'n' dumplings that Shauna so graciously prepared for us. We soon discovered why he wasn't very cooperative at the dinner table, though. He coughed a couple times and then, yep, he threw up all over the front of me. It was one of the nastiest smells I think I've ever smelled. I got to smell it all night, too, since the neckline of my shirt was right under my nose. On the positive side, though, Toad seemed much better after he got that out of his system. He went on to play with Shauna's sweet little girls and we spent the evening enjoying good conversation, learning more about their ministry, and laughing quite a bit at the kiddos.

This past Monday, Toad and I had a special treat... Kacy and Drew came to spend the night. Both the hubbies were supposed to be out of town, so Kacy and I planned a slumber party. It ended up that my hubby didn't go out of town, but he sweetly offered to go stay at his folks' house, so the slumber party could proceed. What a guy! Anyways, Kacy and I made a really yummy dinner... chicken with apricots and herbs, butternut squash risotto and asparagus. The boys seemed to have a pretty good time, too. They even shared like nice little boys. What a wonderful time it was. When Kacy was reading Drew his bedtime story, Toad decided to get in on the action and he squirmed his way right onto Kacy's lap, too. It was super cute.

Then, on Wednesday, I met my friend Bevin for lunch. Bevin and her hubby were in our birthing class, and our kids are two months apart. I am sad that Bevin is leaving for Korea (darned Air Force), but I am hopeful that once their two year stint there is up, they will be stationed back here. By then, hopefully, there will be four kiddos at our playdates (two each, of course). Anyways, as we sat there at lunch, we laughed and had a great time. In the middle of a sentence, I got distracted, though. Something happened with my flip flop. I had moved my foot and all of a sudden the strap broke. There was no fixing it, either. So, I ignored it for the rest of lunch. Since Bevin and her hubby were going to be leaving Thursday to visit family, she figured she wouldn't eat the remaining half of her tuna croissant. So, she boxed it up for me and said I should give it to my hubby. Croissants are one of his faves... but a huge treat in our house. So, there we are, walking out the door of the restaurant, and what a scene it was! I had Toad on one hip with two 2x6 to-go containers in that hand. I also had the diaper bag across my body and my iced tea and keys in the other hand. Remember that my flip flop is not quite flip-flopping. It was just flopping... the strap, that is. So, I tried to hobble out the door while juggling all my "stuff". Then, it happened. Off slid the top container. Splat. Onto the cement walkway went my hubby's tuna croissant. There I was trying to pick it all up, while still dealing with my other "stuff" and laughing hysterically with Bevin about the whole mishap. What a way to send her off to Korea. You'll be missed, Bevin!

Finally, to the not-so-funny part of this entirely-too-long post. Yesterday, I woke up with such a horrible headache behind my left eye that I could hardly function. I went through waves of thinking I was going to throw up, too. And, at the time, I really welcomed that idea, although I hate throwing up more than almost anything in the world. I carried a bowl around with me most of the morning. Of course, at one point, Toad thought it was a bowl for him to play with, so he took it. Good thing I didn't need it. I think with all the weather changes *which I am loving, by the way*, stuff is just getting kicked up and perhaps it just didn't agree with my body. It was horrible, though. I had to cancel our play date/mommy time with Danielle and Noah because I could hardly even open my eyes for the first few hours of the day. It hurt that badly. I am very grateful that I don't get migraines very often. Today, though, I am feeling much better. Not quite 100%. But, way better than yesterday.