March 13, 2012
Hopefully we have escaped the ill winds of the past few weeks here at Casa Steve. The tornadoes that blew through the area missed our community and my brother's house down in Louisville too. There were lost lives not too far from either one of us, so we were truly blessed on that one. It never got close enough to my house for electricity to be lost or a trip to the basement, but my brother and his family did have to go to their basement. My nephew was the last one to arrive downstairs since he had to secure his valuable possessions-XBox, IPod, and underwear. Smart kid.
I have nearly survived the remodel process at my store and we have our grand opening with the new PFresh area on March 25th. I can then think about taking a vacation after Easter which seems far away right now, but will be here before I know it.
And finally, we have all three survived illness at Steve's hacienda. I had a sinus infection followed by rather serious allergy symptoms. It usually goes in reverse order, but my body decided to shake things up this time. Thank goodness for Allegra D and its healing properties.
Then my son had his turn with allergies and an antibiotic-also for a sinus infection. Genetics are awesome. Thank God we are not females or we both would have gotten yeast infections. That's the equivalent, right?
Then the worst of all possibilities happened, MOM GOT SICK!!!! Things were thrown off kilter here at Sanctuario de Esteban.
How will CJ and Dad survive? Should I go buy new underwear and clothes now? How long do you plan on milking this? Good, God, milk? How does this arrive in our refrigerator? Do we have cows outside? Do squirrels provide milk? Are my hands too big to procure the milk from the squirrels?
Beth does not get allergies. She hangs around sniffling sneezing school kids for fun. She gets sick. The congestion was messing her up the most once she solved the runny nose problem. You may think it's funny, but it's snot.
When CJ was three, he had been bothered by a stuffy nose for several days and was miserable. I decided to go to the store and solve the problem. I bought a kid's version of Afrin for stuffy noses. It worked like a charm, but is apparently not considered the best nose alternative for children. However, when Beth went to squirt CJ's nose the next night before bedtime with regular old saline spray, CJ cried and said, "Daddy gives me the flat bottle so I can breathe." He had chosen breathing over the possible side effects of nose bleeds. He lost his argument that day.
So what did Beth come home with Saturday night after a couple days not being able to breathe? THE FLAT BOTTLE! She had decided that a three year old knowing the difference was good enough for her. She can breathe now, but can she handle any further brain damage?
I guess we will soon find out.