Yeah... it was that kind of weekend. I don't really know why, either - unless it was because L was sick all weekend, and we were kind of housebound. He had a fever, and needed a lot of aspirin, and I'm just not heartless enough to flee the premises when someone is sick. I know how much I hate being alone when I'm not feeling well.
I'd wanted to go shopping, but when it came right down to it, I just knew that nothing would look good. So I saved money instead, that's what I did. We did make one quick trip out on Saturday night. We ran to Home Goods and bought some new sheets. Our old ones had sickness and coughing on them, and I don't think washing them was going to improve them (they were getting old...) so, fortified by Advil and Excedrin, L and I ventured out and bought a new set. I love Home Goods. And our new set is so fluffy and cushy. Cheered me right up.
But that's it. No extra fun was had by us this weekend. And now the Grammys are on and I'm going to go watch and feel all sad about Whitney Houston. I just loved her back in the 80's. So bouncy and pretty, and what a voice! How do you get from that to where she ended up? Bad choices. Lots of them, I imagine, and that's sad.
On a brighter note, L's Valentine's gift purchased from the Young Women at church has arrived. A box of See's will lift the somber mood a bit. And L will be right there to keep me from eating the whole box. He's helpful like that.