Kimm-1 Germs- NADA

As I am ever so tired of dealing with sickness, I decided today was the perfect day to declare war on the germies. I armed myself with a brand new bottle of white distilled vinegar and 2 bottles of lysol. If you don't use vinegar to clean, you should. Natural and a million times cheaper than the "green" cleaners. Just mix it 50/50 with water. The smell is slightly overwhelming in the beginning, but now I kind of like it. I think that you can add lemon juice to make it all lemony smelling... but I don't need it. Every towel in the house has been washed in hot water, every piece of bedding (including pillows) has been washed in hot water, every surface of the bathrooms and bedrooms have been doused in Lysol. I swear if someone gets sick I am going to lose it. :)

it is the little things.

I am an obsessive blog reader. My days are not complete without reading every single blog in my bookmarks. Sometimes I am even brave enough to comment on their blogs. I am the type of girl that gets giddy when I get a reply/retweet/reblog on twitter/facebook/tumblr. You can only imagine my excitement when I stumbled upon this little gem on Barefoot Foodie's blog. If you don't read it already... do it. Daily dose of hilarious all wrapped up in a purple little package, follow her on twitter too.

I am alive...

I thought that I would be able to escape the sickness. I was very, very wrong. I got the crud a couple days ago, at about 3:30am. I was having trouble getting comfortable and my stomach hurt. Next thing I know I am sweating and groaning. I spent a majority of the night in the bathroom wishing I would feel better. My insides were rejecting everything. If this is how my kids felt, I feel absolutely terrible that they had to go through it. I slept for about 20 hours yesterday. No exaggeration, I was conscious long enough to catch snip its of conversation and would pass back out. I watched Grey's Anatomy at about midnight when I had a "burst of energy". My bed has a permanent indent of my body. I was able to get up long enough to shower today. I went and picked up my new glasses. I even decided that eating sounded like a good idea. (I am currently wishing I hadn't... my stomach feels as if it will be rejecting my sandwich.) 7pm on a Friday and everyone is in bed. Rob is dealing with the crud too... he actually apologized to me when he realized how terrible this sickness really is. Kids are watching a movie in bed, Rob and I are snug in our bed with our MacBooks and the Food Network playing... not the most exciting way to spend the weekend, but at least we are alive. I have to get my strength up, Emma and I have 26 valentines to make.