It is always the knitting that will get you though. Well that and a really reliable washing machine.
First the knitting. I spent hours over the long weekend knitting on my plain stockinette socks. The yarn is Regia Silk color in 184. It’s my usual 64 stitch socks. They were my salvation.
If you don’t have a good sense of humor and a strong stomach you may want to move on to another blog. Tami’s Amis has all the WIP Wednesday action so head over there and read a happy story.
So the weekend started off well enough. There was a loose plan to just hang around and get some stuff done, maybe buy some yarn and eat a meal out. Really a pretty regular long weekend. I did a ton of laundry on Saturday and placed the clean and folded clothes in hampers in the living room for distribution. N had complained off and on that he had diarrhea. Being male he pretty much assumes he’s dying if he has a hang nail or stubs his toe. I suggested a banana or some apple sauce or any of those other things that the BRAT diet suggests. He continued to eat “regular” food and didn’t complain. By Sunday morning we were getting a little cabin fever so we decided a road trip was in order but N didn’t want to go. I suggested he stay with my mother. We would only be gone for a couple of hours and honestly yarn shopping without him under foot would be nice. We dropped him at my mother’s where she proceeded to feed him ravioli and pretty much whatever else he wanted. I bet you can see where this is going but the story continues. The Husband and I went to Coveted Yarn in Gloucester. It was my first visit to their new location. The new store is lovely. It’s well lit and spacious. Robert was concerned that maybe we’d had trouble finding it but no, it was exactly where I thought it was based on the information on the web site. I had a vague plan that I was able to execute perfectly. Well, except the part where my credit card wouldn’t work. It worked just fine a mile down the road at Dunkin Donuts so obviously I have enough yarn but need coffee and donuts according to my credit card company. On the way to pick N up we stopped at the new Whole Foods in Lynnfield. It was the first time we could get near the location and though we’d check it out. WOW! Big store, they sell beer and wine and have a cheese bar! The Husband was in food heaven. We made it though with squash, green beans, corn chips and a loaf of french bread but with cheese and pizza on our breath. We quickly hurried to pick N up and return home. N was doing his thing while I puttered around and then started an early dinner. The Husband wanted to dine before the football game started. At 4 we ate salad, squash, chicken, french bread and Green Giant Roasted Potatoes with garlic and herbs. By 5 N was in the bathroom and by 5:30 he had the start of hives on his back. I don’t know why I immediate said ER. N hasn’t had hives since The Hives Mystery of 2005 where he was tested for everything and allergic to nothing. Anyway, he and The Husband headed off to the ER with 3 good sized hives. I held down the fort. Upon arrival at the ER 10 minutes away he had hives on his hives hives. His back was one large swollen hive. Needless to say they were quickly ushered into the back and given 60ml of Benadryl. They were home in three hours and the crazy part, almost all the hives were gone. There were still some on his arms and legs but the big original ones were gone. N headed off to bed. The Husband turned on the baseball game. We all relaxed and just when we felt safe the vomiting started. N really had never vomited before. Not since he was 10 or 11 months old. He managed to hit every piece of bedding and everything he was wearing. The Husband, being a saint with a strong stomach, cleaned it all up and got N back to bed. I gave him a lined trash can and the instructions to use it. Again we all relax. I went to bed but was awoken a short time later by the unmistakable sound of vomit. Evidently The Husband was still watching the game when N came down to use the bathroom. On his way back up to bed he stopped to sit with The Husband for a minute to see how the Red Sox were doing but at that same moment he vomited into the hamper of clean laundry. Again The Husband got things cleaned up and tucked N back into bed and headed to bed himself. N continued to go up and down the stairs to the bathroom (reminder: get that upstairs toilet fixed SOON) every hour or two all night long. By morning, and by that I mean 6 when the dog wanted to go out, we were all up and all exhausted but N felt better and was talking about food. Over the course of the day he sipped ginger ale and nibbled on saltines. I did a half dozen loads of laundry. N had one more dose of Benadryl just in case and we all relaxed. We have no idea if he had a stomach bug or an allergic reaction to the Green Giant potatoes. The timing is so weird.