Swine-y Whine-y Flu

Ok, so Matt has influenza type A (which the ever helpful doctor told us means that he probably has swine flu but can't be sure unless he is hospitalized because that is when they test). So we've got fevers, coughing, whining, headaches, more whining and occasional barfing through the living room and down the hallway.

To make it worse, I had tickets to go see Ingrid Michaelson and Jonathan got to take Natalie and take my place because I needed to stay home and nurse Isabel, who weeps and wails if we try to poison her with sinister bottles filled with (GASP!) formula....

I have gotten a bit of revenge on the little darlings, though. I've started a regimen of Vitamin C (not the yummy chewy sort) and cod liver oil. I hum the tunes of Far Away when I dose them.

My new favorite quote!!!

I believe in Manicures. I believe in Overdressing. I believe in Primping at leisure and wearing Lipstick. I believe that Laughing is the best calorie burner. I Believe in Kissing; Kissing a lot. I believe in Being Strong when everything else seems to be going wrong. I believe Happy Girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day, and I Believe in Miracles.

-Audrey Hepburn

The funnest girl lunch ever...

So Melly and I headed down to Alpine on Wed, July 1st to go and visit Dear Lizzie, a super fun bistro/cupcakery/chocolate shop/shabby chic home decor store. It was delicious in every way, from the pink roses on the table to the buttercream frosting on the cupcakes (which I'm guessing was delicious as Jonathan ate the two that I brought home without even consulting me first) ((Oh, and did I mention that I'm three weeks away from birthing his child and he ate my cupcakes?)) (((Oh, and did I mention that there were two and he ate both of them???)))

Anyway, we had fun, I had a chicken salad sandwich on a croissant and Melly ordered a turkey avocado and we split our sandwiches so we got to try both. I found the cutest vintage glittered sparrow for the babies room (yup, still no name) and have hung it up on the curtain rod. So, so cute!

The witty slash evil sister award goes to Melly (when doesn't it?) I told her to pause a minute before taking my picture so that I could attempt to not look fat. Her reply, "Good luck with that". Oh, sigh, what would I do without laughing so hard that I get close to peeing my pants.