I've lost that lovin feeling

A milk duct aspiration followed by a longer-than-usual bout of the stomach flu totally shot my weekend. (Toe is feeling better). I stayed in bed almost all day Saturday and most of Sunday, making my only public appearance at the Puig baby shower. At that point I was eating nothing but cantaloupe and had to stare longingly at the dump truck filled with chocolate cake. I'm really glad I resisted. Projectile vomiting is so fascinating that if it weren't also so intensely disgusting, I'd be curious to learn how the stomach accomplishes such a feat.

And so I find myself at Monday again. Danny was a champ and watched over the kids almost the whole weekend by himself. He also bought me roses (pink) and brownies for when I do feel better. I've been a little panicky searching for the source of my illness... Did I get salmonella from licking a spoon of raw batter? Did I place a slice of bread on a kitchen counter that hadn't been adequately cleaned after some chicken goo dripped on it? I am (thank God for real) the only person here who got sick (we all started washing our hands extra). While I still haven't found the source of contamination, I think I might be closer to figuring it out. You can learn a lot from facebook stalking. Looks like my Thursday friends have been having some tummy troubles this weekend too.

Noemie is outgrowing her play pen (I'm assuming this is why I always find her stuck with her face squooshed against the mesh). We will have to move her to the crib soon. I am looking for a daybed for Dominic's room and then... and then... ah. We'll see. I DO know that Dominic is going to learn to use that darned potty ASAP. For one, I hate poop. For two, diapers are ridiculously expensive, waste-producing, and have chemicals and stuff which always makes me wary. Operation Poop-goes-in-the-potty begins this Sunday. (This month is kind of busy).

Also on the calendar for this week: TPD Block Party on Tues, Sally's wedding on Friday, and a date night with the Leidys and Lehmans on Saturday.