I told Jake that my head was pounding. He asked what ‘pounding’ meant. I explained, like something banging on it really hard. Later that day when I was trying desperately to close my eyes for a moment Jake sat next to me to watch some TV and told me his knee was pounding. I told him that he has to stop playing and rest his knee if its pounding. He then explained, its really not pounding anymore.
Yes, I had a migraine this weekend. I had the kids all day Saturday as Donna worked. I was able to have a plan of events that I struggled through, our for breakfast, a stop at the toy store, afternoon nap time, etc. I also had to deal with a stigh (or stie or stye) [STIGH info] in my left eyelid that also pounded. All this and I managed to make Trader Joes Orange flavored Chicken and two artichokes for dinner.
Finally, 8:00 PM and Donna came home. I still had a Film Fest to attend and was 50/50 on going. I took a shower and decided that at least it’d be in the dark. And around 9:00 PM, Dale picked me up for the film fest.
Our film was definitely either the best of the program or second best. And I hate watching “Tag”, but it was a relief to hear people remark “That was really good”, or “Beautiful”, and I heard someone say, “Amazing”. Whew. What a relief. And this crowd was really ‘Hollywood’. They let you know how they felt in as much as saying out loud, in the dark, “That sucked!” after one horrible ‘experimental’ film as Dale called it. It wasn’t. It was a film with no goals is what it was. And it showed. The director was as pretentious as you could get. Dasie said he wasn’t trying to be pretentious, he just was. She’s probably right.
Sunday, same migraine, different day. Donna was there at least. And I managed to get a massage, take a nap and rest. I rewarded myself with…


These past two days have been hard. I can only hope Monday morning life is better.
Here’s something I didn’t get to have this weekend…
An ice cold half yard of:

Bayhawk Honey Blonde
Here’s the feeding frenzy that happens when we order a chocolate soufflet at The Yard House:

And after, Jacob and Bella got wet playing in the fountain. Its rare that we let them do this, but for some reason, we didn’t even bat an eye.

They got soaked.
This was last Monday evening for Labor Day dinner.
One last thing… I’M SO GLAD ITS FOOTBALL SEASON!
To recap my Friday day off, here's what I did...
Yes, my head was at its very worst this weekend. But on Friday I had a productive day off. It started with me dropping off Isabella at the sitters, then Jake and I going for breakfast at Goldstein’s. We took our time and I managed to get him to school fifteen minutes before it started. I was also able to talk to his teacher about Jake’s first week of school and his progress. She whispered to me, “He’s sooo smart.” I discussed reading materials with her and she let me borrow: “And To Think That I Saw It On Mulberry Street” by Dr. Seuss.

And that was Friday.
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