a less than perfect weekend

Yesterday I woke up with a fast developing migraine that left me dry heaving in a Sam's Club toilet and eventually emptying the entire contents of my stomach on the cold concrete floor of our garage. Classy.

JL nailed his trusty, much loved and therefore much ripped childhood quilt to our window and I slept the entire day away. I woke up and we had In N'Out for dinner.

We went to bed. I woke up with the same headache and have spent the majority of the day subtly popping my neck and pretending to be normal. Which worked out so well we left church 20 minutes early.

The boys won't nap. JL is busy with church responsibilities. I have a meeting in an hour.

Sometimes I just have to call it.



[The best part of days like today are that JL really gets to flex his awesome muscles and remind the kids and I why we love him as much as we do. Piece picker upper extraordinaire! I love that man.]