I was woken up this morning by the phrase NO mother wants to hear by a child standing over their bed. "Mom, I feel like I'm going to throw up..."
With this mere phrase any mother can snap out of a coma-like sleep and spring into action faster than a cheetah. It matters not, gentle readers, whether your child is three years old or twenty three years old.
The "child" in question was my soon-to-be 23 year old daughter and she was mostly upset because she was supposed to go to work today and she never, ever misses work.
So, I did what all mothers do. Jumped out of bed, asked if she had a fever- she did not. Offered white soda, urged her to go back to her own bed, from where she called her boss, and got a garbage can to put by her bed just in case. (As she was a fascinating shade of pale green.)
She promptly fell back to sleep,and I was wide awake and wating for the adrenalin to wear off... So I made myself some hot chocolate before I considered killing someone, and reminded myself that there was a good chance I would be getting out tonight for a movie night, with the girls from the coven.
I feel the need for retail therapy, and a break. So I will probably head to yon local mall today and get the hell out of the house for a while. Sometimes working at home is wonderful and sometimes it can make you stark raving mad. Take a wild guess which category I am currently in.
Also as I am back on a strict diet- lost two pounds last week -(yeah me!) I am of course craving dark chocoalte. I do have a recipe of my own concoction for fat free- sugar fee hot chocolate.
It's 1 and 1/4 cups of skim milk. Zap in microwave for two and a half minutes. Add 1 tablespoon of coccoa powder and two packets of nutrasweet. Whisk and enjoy. Guilt free.
So wish me luck on my get-out-of-the-house-adventure today. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that the coven movie night will work out as well. Now I have to settle down and try and get some work done. My calico cat is hogging my desk and has her chin resting on my arm as I type meanwhile the unfinished online Herb Magick class is tapping its foot at me...
Blessed be, Ellen