Monday, September 15, 2014

Day Three Hundred and Forty Nine.

    I've taken the last weekend off of blogging because we were away on our wine tasting weekend. When I got up Friday morning before I could even get to the bathroom the doorbell rang and it was my Mother. She always heads to my house early in the morning to avoid traffic. I spent some time chatting with her but then I had to get laundry in and take a shower, so I could start packing for the weekend. When I was out of my shower we decided to run some errands which included the bank, the food store, the wine store and Dunkin' Donuts. I had previously spoken with my fiancé and he told me he would be getting out of work around 4pm, so when we got home from the errands, I had to hustle to get everything done.
    I packed while folding laundry and I was actually almost completely ready when my fiancé arrived! I had also packed for him so before I closed the suitcase I wanted to make sure he approved of what I had put in there for him:) We were on our way after that! Unfortunately, I had woken up with a sore throat and by the time we got to where we were going I had a complete cold....coughing, sneezing, plus chest congestion. I was very upset but really didn't think it would ruin the weekend. After we checked in we quickly dropped things off at our room then met up with a group of my fiancés co-workers at a local restaurant for dinner. I wasn't sure if I mentioned this before or not but the wine tasting weekend was with my fiancé's co-workers. The night was a whole lot of fun because we ended up going to a bar, across the street from where we ate, and singing karaoke for most of the evening. Well, I didn't do any singing but my fiancé stole the show:)
    So when I woke up Saturday morning I was in a horrible state of sickness; it's hard to describe how terrible I felt. I instantly asked my fiancé if he would go to the drug store and get me medicine, which he did. I took the medicine but realized that I was never going to be able to feel well enough to join the group for the wine tour, so I said I would stay in the room:( It was a hard decision to have to make because I was so looking forward to the day but I knew it would not be fun for me and I'd probably just get everyone sick. My fiancé took a shower and headed out with the group while I watched TV in the hotel room all day. I finally started feeling better around 1pm, so I eventually got up and took a shower. My second to oldest sister also called me and we spoke on the phone for a good hour, which was nice. I knew everyone would be going out to dinner later on so I figured that at least I would be able to join in for that.
    It was around 4pm when my fiancé got back to the room and he certainly was showing signs of drinking all day. I decided maybe it would be good for him to take a dip in the pool, so we did that. That was short lived and eventually he fell asleep in the hotel room. While he was sleeping I joined the group of his co-workers, who weren't napping, in a few rounds of cards. Then I woke my fiancé up and we all went out to dinner. It was a small town so we had dinner at the same place we sung karaoke at the previous night. We were there pretty late then walked back to the room. I'm glad I was feeling better and was able to at least participate in that group activity!
    Once we woke up yesterday we took a shower then got on the rode. Since we were going to be driving by my second to oldest sisters house we stopped by to visit with her for the afternoon. We ended up going out to a local bar which serves food and meeting up with her husband. We drove home from there around 4pm. My fiancé was so tired and so was I that we ended up taking a nap at a rest area for an hour before driving all the way home:) We didn't get home until after 7pm and spent the rest of the night talking with my Mother.
    Even though I didn't get to go wine tasting the weekend was a lot of fun. I have today and tomorrow off from work, so I have a lot I want to get done. I ate a lot more than I wanted to this weekend and I knew I would. I stepped on the scale at my sisters house and have gained a few pounds since my post op surgery appointment, which upset me. It was probably a bad time to step on the scale after all that drinking though. Also, I'm starting to workout again and muscle weighs more than fat, so I'm going to take the number with a grain of salt. Hopefully this week I'll get back on my diet. I didn't have much time this weekend to really over wash my hands. Especially since I spent most of the day on Saturday in bed! I guess that's a good thing. Well, until later:)

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