Gretchen, you are too funny. I don't think my stomach could handle a McDonald's breakfast burrito on a good day, so I hope Kenny is okay.
Nancy and Gretchen -- If Becky and I can fry stuff and not set the kitchen on fire, I am sure you can too. (I do have a little fire extinguisher under the sink, just in case though.)
Thanks for all the well-wishes for Caili. I am still not sure what is wrong with her, but if I had to guess, I would guess strep throat. The poor girl slept until 3 this afternoon, only waking up to take medicine and drink a little water. She has been awake since then, but she has stayed in bed except to come down for a piece of toast and a little apple juice. No school and no skating tomorrow, and I am calling the doctor first-thing.
Kenny survived breakfast. Thanks for asking. Me frying chicken, he might not survive. I tend to be too impatient and turn the heat too high, and well, you probably can fill in the rest of the story.
Hailey is doing ok it seems. She has not been sick today, but has had the good sense to not eat very much. She spent most of the day lying on the couch, watching her videos and went to bed about an hour earlier than normal.
I'm really sorry about poor, dear, Caili. You just know if they spend the whole day in bed that they are miserable. I don't blame you at all, the dr would be my first order of business.
Andrew just came back from his dads...with a bad sore throat. Don't know if its a continuation from last week or that he went to a wrestling match and screamed his head off...
Or maybe the company made him ill.
In any event, I hope he gets to feeling better soon.
Blargh, I am sick too! It is my stomach, plus I have a bad cough. DH is also sick. GRR! I made dinner kind of, but we did not eat much of it. I made paninis, and we watched "Elizabeth, the Golden Age." Lots leftover for another day. I think I am going to call out sick tomorrow. I almost never do...in fact I have maxed out my sick bank accumulation (130 days) and lose my time now every month (better than having to use it I guess!).
Blargh.
Becky, sorry to hear you are among the walking wounded too. I normally work through sickness, but I took Thursday and Friday off and spent most of those days in bed. And it paid off - I felt better by Friday afternoon, even better on Saturday, and I feel like myself today. I hope you have a speedy recovery.
Ok. Now I feel better about leveling out the house. It is next on the big fixer up projects although I haven't even asked Kenny what the estimate was. I don't think my heart can take it.
The fire department and frying is sort of a family joke. My brother's wife can't cook. I mean really, cannot cook. He, however, is comfortable in the kitchen and doesn't mind cooking. But she decided that she was going to learn. I won't bore you with all of the stories, but I will share the fire department one.
My brother was taking a graduate course in the evenings and she decided to surprise him with dinner. She decided to make mashed potatoes and country fried steak. She put the steak in the frying pan and then went to peel the potatoes. Now, we all immediately spotted the problem in this timing, but she did not. As she was peeling the potatoes, the grease caught fire and she could not put the fire out. She did know not to put water on it, but could not find a lid for the pan.
So she called my brother on the cell phone and the fire department on the land line. His class was on a break and he took off for the parking lot. He and the fire department arrived around the same time. The house and most of the kitchen was saved, but the stove, microwave, and hood were a total loss. Not to mention the beautiful hardwood cabinets.
When my brother returned to class the following week, a friend asked him if everything was ok. My brother asked how he knew anything was wrong. The friend said that anytime you see a fat man running in flip flops, you know there is something wrong.
Dinner tonight was the chicken pesto pasta and some cheese biscuits. I guess I need to plan tomorrow's dinner, but I'm without inspiration. Maybe I'll think of something good tomorrow, or maybe I'll copy one of your dinners.
Tell Bob he's very welcome. I'm glad he liked it so much. It's one of my "go to" recipes when I can't think of anything else to make or don't really feel like cooking (because it's so easy).
