So my friends, I've been home sick the past few days. I know-like half the province, so why am I even complaining? This is exactly why there wasn't a recipe for "Recipe Tuesdays", because you all don't expect me to bake when I'm sick, do you?
Didn't think so. There is a recipe forthcoming, I promise. In the meantime I'll direct you over to my fave food blog so you can drool over these amazing peanut butter brownies. Everything I've ever made from The Crepes of Wrath has been downright amazing, so I'm going to do something I've never done before. Ever.
I'm recommending that you try them, even though I haven't. Save a piece for me too, would ya?
So back to the whole flu thing, there I was this morning all cozy by the fire, nursing a cup of tea and watching the news when Jake stumbled in the room.
He looked like the walking dead.
"Mom, I'm not going to school. I just barfed." With that, he turned around and went back to his room, falling into bed with his clothes on, and slept until around 2pm.
Oh. Okay. Sure. Wait a sec, didn't we get the vaccine? Doesn't that mean he's not supposed to get sick?
I want a refund!
(Ps..just kidding. I know that even with the vaccine you can get sick. Oh and there are other viruses out there that he could be spreading all over my house. Perhaps it's the one I have. Although I'm not barfing, but I have been feeling pretty crummy.....)