Influenza B: A Tragic Tale

Up until Sunday night , I felt great. I felt fantastic! I had just accepted a new job and started in on my online training classes. Hubs was kind enough to assist in a midnight photo shoot for my profile. This was me at midnight:img_0369

By 2:00 am I was a shivering mess. No amount of blankets or fuzzy socks could warm the intense cold I felt. It was miserable. I ended up dropping the boys off of my mother in law’s house  Monday morning to drag my butt to the doctor.

Hello, Influenza B! We’re not friends, I assure you. I didn’t see you coming. Please leave. I have Tamiflu, Prednisone, essential oils, and tea.I offer them all on the sacrificial table to you, Influenza. Take them and leave!

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Welcome to the Little House, I’m Your Host

Hi. My name is Allison, and I live a crazy life.

Let me begin my introducing myself. I am a wife and a mama. I have interests other than that, but they are hard to come up with. I seem to have forgotten exactly who I am somewhere in the last 5-6 years. That is exactly what I am working on right now.

I remember a few things about myself.  I love to cook. I love to craft. I love the color purple. My current flight of fancy is that I want to learn to play the banjo.I come up with brilliant ideas at 4am that look a little lackluster in the daylight.

 

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(Full disclosure, this picture is from 5/16. We’ll get a decent updated picture of the whole fam eventually!)

Along with my husband and the boys, we have three dogs (two are ours and one we are babysitting for the next few months) and 10 chickens. Our house is busy. It is loud. On nights where my mom takes the boys for a sleepover, it is unnervingly quiet. You know, the quiet that means someone has swiped the butter off the counter and finger painted the whole kitchen. That hasn’t happened in your house? Well then.

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There are dishes in my sink, piles of laundry waiting to be folded, and my house is a wreck. This is real life. I’m just trying to give myself enough grace to survive life in the testosterhome.