I'm finally beginning to feel normal again after the ER trauma the other day. For some reason I've slept an incredible amount since then (possibly from all the drugs they gave me). I'm just beginning to feel like I'm shaking it all off, and just in time, too.
Tomorrow is my husband's birthday, and I've been too distracted to do anything yet, so this afternoon will be spent shopping for a couple of small gifts and the ingredients for a special birthday dinner. The dinner will take place tonight, since I have to work until late tomorrow. Grilled steaks and rosemary-garlic new potatoes are standard birthday fare around here, but I haven't had the time (or felt well enough) to plan anything more creative this year. And instead of the homemade cake/pie/dessert I had hoped to make, I will be picking up something from the local bakery. There will be one special gift for my honey: I've almost finished knitting him a new wool hat! It's still on the needles, but should be ready by tomorrow morning. The pattern is nothing fancy, just a super-simple stretchy ribbed band, followed by a plain stockinette body. The wool is a soft silvery grey, and it's going to be subtly pretty. I'm grateful I didn't attempt a complicated pattern when I started it last week. I would never have finished in time if I had, what with getting sick and all. I'll post pictures of it after it's been given to the birthday boy.
Hope everyone has a great weekend!
I would say that for most men a really big tender steak is all they need for a birthday; the hat is an added bonus!
ReplyDeleteYou sound just like my sweetie, he feels the same way about a juicy tender steak!
DeleteJoyful belated birthday wishes to your dear husband!!!
ReplyDeleteIt's completely normal to be extremely tired after an experience like that (speaking from scads of experience there). Please try to rest and recoup as much as possible, dear Jennifer.
Gentle hugs,
♥ Jessica
*PS* Thank you very much for your wonderfully nice comment on my post today. I completely agree that the person leaving it was most likely jealous and/or insecure. That's so sad - I'd much rather have a lovely chat about fashion with them and help them come to embrace their own style, vintage or otherwise.