After three nutty busy days at the beginning of the week (library board committee meeting, semiannual teeth cleaning and checkup, and music lessons, and that was without two meetings I couldn’t squeeze in), Daniel and I got sick. For me that was aside from the three consecutive days of headaches — first migraine, next day headache, and then just plain run of the mill. Daniel awoke at 3 a.m. Tuesday with a bad earache, was unable to sleep until about 7, when he feel asleep for the rest of the day. Wretched mother that I am (blame the sleep deprivation), I bundled him into the truck Wednesday afternoon and drove his unconscious little body around town as the others made it to lessons and I ran Spring/Easter errands. Payback came when I awoke, if you can call it that, the next morning feeling all achy.
Today is the first day I’ve been out of bed, and out of pyjamas, and I have to say I did pick a dandy time to get so out of commission for the first time in years. Thursday the kids took wonderful care of me and occupied themselves, from making and bringing hot beverages, to doing their math in bed with me. Tom stepped in on Friday. Daniel, though, hasn’t rallied, and hasn’t slept much since 3 a.m. this morning. He asked earlier today if I could leave a note for the Easter Bunny to please hide his eggs indoors. Poor kid. But again, nice to have a quiet, slow, long weekend to be sick and, with luck, recuperate too.
Fortunately, I have all the Easter candy already for the big hunt. I have a frozen ham from the neighbor’s hog we just had butchered, and some of last fall’s apple cider to defrost tomorrow, some fresh asparagus, tulips on the table, and I am going to see if I have enough energy to bake some brioche bread for tomorrow. I am also going to try to make some homemade cherry ice cream, which seems springy (the cherries are the bottled kind from Hungary). I boiled some eggs this morning for the kids to color; they’re excited that for the first time in their memory, they have white eggs to color, thanks to three very productive white Leghorns we adopted this summer. Laura and Davy have written a play about Peter Rabbit, complete with elaborate set (in a corner of the living room) and hand-printed program. The performance will be tomorrow.
No promises about more blogging any time soon, so Happy Spring and Happy Easter. Oh, speaking of estrus and fertility and all that, we’re up to six calves now — Frank, Ricky, Asterix, Obelix, Patty (the calf born closest to the 17th), and one yet unnamed heifer. Laura’s 4H heifer is getting awfully close (and enormously big), and Laura is getting quite excited. There’s also a good chance that one of last summer’s kittens, who was in heat the other week, is pregnant. More farm babies — just as it should be this time of year.
Off to the kitchen…