Labor Day Through a Haze

This weekend feels a bit fuzzy as I was medicated and fighting a fever through most of it. I did, however, manage to see some family and have a nice weekend. It wasn't till I got home Sunday night that I really got sick.

I spent Friday night with my mom. Saturday we began working on her new blog for her new business, Hidden Potential. It's a home staging, interior design business. We're still working on it, but we have the basics set up. Take a look! www.hiddenpotentialhomes.com

Saturday, I hung out with my grandparents, got a new Yankee candle, ate chocolate cheese, and headed to my dad's. This was about the time my fever began to spike again, but I made it safely to the farm where I felt refreshed. I got some more meds pumping through me and had fun taking about bajillion pictures of dad's house and him chopping wood.

Sunday was great once I was all jacked-up on Tylenol Cold.

We celebrated my grandpa Johnson's 78th birthday.

It was good to see him doing so well and to catch up with my many cousins, aunts, and uncles.

I made it home safely Sunday night and then I really really started feeling poorly. By God's grace, Kyle had all day Monday off work and he has been taking excellent care of me ever since. He doesn't like me to get off the couch, even when the Tylenol provides a false sense of wellness.

He even made me lay down and I gave him directions on what to do with the fall decor. What a husband! I love him more than words can say, and not just because he takes such good care of me.