This has been a long week. I can't remember the last time I was so bone-deep tired and I'm not even the one who's been as sick as my grandson and daughter-in-law are. Or I should say Dylan was sick because he's ever-so-slowly improving. Yesterday he took two naps, each almost 2 hours long, but it's not like him to just sit quietly and not do much. My daughter-in-law is the one who concerns me now. She's almost as sick as he was and went to the doctor Wednesday but because she's 8 months pregnant now there wasn't really anything they could do for her. She did go in to work yesterday but arrived at our house in the early afternoon. She looked and sounded dreadful so I told her to stretch out on the couch -- Dylan was sleeping at the time -- and go to sleep. Which she did. I think she got in about an hour or so nap before he woke up. And now my son is coming down with it as well. And all the guys out at Dear Hubby's work have it again. This is the same bug Dear Hubby was so sick with at Christmas. Is there no end to it?
Dear Hubby woke me up a few minutes before 4 this morning asking me if a DVD could still be in the DVD player. I was so deeply asleep I couldn't even think of what a DVD player could be! But I stumbled out of bed and somehow managed to turn on the DVD player to pop it open and see. No. The DVD was not in there. So I turned off the DVD player. Good grief. And I think I'm technologically challenged. Mentally challenged at 4 am, yes, but what is it about men and electronic gadgets? Or is it just my husband? One thing he's very good at is channel surfing, but that's a whole 'nother story. Since I rarely watch TV in the evenings, tho, that is not an issue in our home. But waking me at 4 and asking me questions and expecting coherent answers is. I tell him, "You've already been up for two hours so give me a break if I don't even know what city I live in!" MEN!
Oh well. It's Friday, for whatever that's worth. Now, if it was Saturday...that would be worth getting excited about.