1 – One little chef who made one very wonderful cheesecake for Sunday dinner. One lovely afternoon spent cruising antique shops with my mom at the start of the weekend, and then to end it, …. one call on Sunday evening to come pick up one very sick boy from his church club.
2 – the number of boys who are now sick and also, interestingly, the number of clean, unsoiled blankets that remain in this house after a very VERY long night.
3 – the number of minutes of sleep I got last night. Also the number of times during said night when I prayed, “Dear God, make me a bird so I can fly far, far far away. ”
4 – Four dollars spent on an indulgence that I think I’ll make more often – pretty flowers for the table. They make me happy every time I see them. And that counts for a lot right now.
5 – Five cups of Constant Comment that were poured this weekend, five good to the last drop cups. You were right… it IS tasty! Of course I may have to resort to a caffeine drip for the time being, but I will be returning to the Constant Comment soon.
6 – The number of boys hanging out in my house on Sunday afternoon. I always hoped that we’d have “the hang out house” and it seems that we do. Of course now I’ll have to call all those boys’ mothers and tell them that their children were likely exposed to a stomach bug, which means that we may have just lost our hang out house status.
7- The likely number of loads of laundry yet to do after that aforementioned very VERY long night.
8 – new records added to our collection after my run on the antique and thrift shops. John Denver’s Greatest Hits (both volumes, thank you very much) Don McClean (American Pie), Glenn Miller, Nat King Cole, Vivaldi, the Eagles, and An Introduction to the Music of the Orchestra which comes with a very sweet Golden book full of even sweeter illustrations.
9 – is “the coolest number in the world” says one poor sickie… because he just learned the finger multiplication trick and it’s keeping him company in his sick bed.
10 – The number of pounds I’m likely to gain because, considering the state of the stomachs in this house, so very much of that cheesecake is still in my refrigerator. It keeps whispering sweet words of escape and seduction in my ears. “Come… come and taste of my loveliness…” Stinking cheesecake!
I hope your week is off to a good start, folks. Be WELL and warm, and if you can, send up a little prayer for the Blue Yonder boys that have taken ill and also the one poor kid who hasn’t… needless to say, he isn’t much interested in falling to a similar fate!