Even though, Logan has called off work the past 3 days due to illness and Jude has had never ending green treasures falling from his nose, i was determined to have a good Valentine's Day. To his dismay, I made Logan take me to dinner. I have been stuck at home taking care of a sick baby for two weeks, I am large with child and sick myself, i either needed a strong drink and cigarette or just to get out of the house, so we did just that! We got out of the house, no strong drink and cigarette.
Nothing says amore like a nice, Italian dinner! We had mexican though but it was good, too. We went to Ricardo's . I'll tell you that place was hoppin!
Who cares if none of us at the table could taste our food, we weren't going to let a highly, contagious virus get us down. We had a pretty good time. I ate like a pig, Logan sat around lethargic looking like he wanted to die, and Jude enjoyed the mariachi band! Overall, i would say dinner was a hit.
Next, Logan started feeling so crappy, we got our check and went to the instacare!
It was closed but you can bet we will be there first thing in the morning! We decided to take our Valentine's Day Party elsewhere.
On the way home, Logan and I started to think that Jude didn't feel up to partying anymore.
He got his party fix watching the mariachi band. They really were impressive!
One partier down!
Next, we get home,I feed Jude his medicine, put him in his jammies, get him in bed and then I get ready to watch a fun movie or do something and to my shock and horror, the second partier down! Oh, come on!! Poetically orchestrated swear words were going through my mind. Logan made a few calls to some people and then felt the urge to try and sleep since he hadn't had any for the passed 48 hours. Although he has resembled Ren and Stimpy w/ his bloodshot eyes for the past 24 hours, at this point he was beginning to feel like them too.
And so,i am the lone partier blogging my sad story! Happy Freaking Valentine's Day!!
