Thursday, January 23, 2014
It's Sheenazing! ...and Snow Days
So it looks like someone nominated my little blog for the Sheenazing awards (Best Blog by a Mom category)! I have no illusions* that mine even approaches the awesomeness of many of the other great Catholic blogs that got nominations, but I am honored that someone thought of me and that I hereby get to put a cool icon of the ever-admired Venerable Archbishop Sheen in my sidebar!
Feel free to vote for me at A Knotted Life, and make sure to check out some of the other great blogs who received nominations.
In other news, I suddenly came down with a nasty sinus infection two nights ago. These sorts of things often hit me when I'm pregnant and my immunity is low. I'm sneezing and coughing like mad, and my head is filled with pressure. I still hesitate to say I'm "sick", since I have certain personal guidelines about what that means. It's annoying to deal with, but I can still function.
But many of you will be proud to know that for the first time in my life, I backed out of two events I was supposed to go to yesterday (with my Catholic moms group, and which I was looking forward to) solely out of consideration for other people who I could potentially infect. I'm slowly learning.
It's just as well that I've been staying in the house the past few days, since this is what it's looked like outside.
My husband and a number of his co-workers were given permission to work from home all week because of the snow and cold. I've had very mixed feelings in the past about his work-from-home-days. It's been mostly nice this time around, as Tom can help a bit with the kids during his breaks, and is already home an hour earlier than usual.
But it can be a little frustrating (for both myself and the kids) to have him in the house all day but *not* really available. He leaves messes that I'm not used to dealing with during the day, creates more dishes for me to wash, asks constantly what we have to eat or snack on (I know for a fact that he eats at least double when he's at home than when he's at work - what the heck?), and won't let me run the washer/dryer while he's on conference calls (since he takes them in the basement, away from yelling children). Yesterday as I was feeling all yucky with my cold, dying for a nap and literally crawling up the stairs to bed, Tom stopped me and asked me to make him lunch "before I left him with Sly"...and I have to say I was fairly annoyed! All I had to do was heat up leftovers in the microwave, but still :-P
But marriage is about sacrifice, and I shouldn't complain too much, since he did take over the duty of sending naughty children back to their beds at naptime while I got to rest, and he even cooked dinner for us tonight (frozen pizza..heh) while I caught up on reading blogs!
* If you happened to read my first draft where I misused the word "allusions" instead of "illusions", I beg you to charitably chalk it up to pregnancy-brain, rather than stupidity!