sick day

I'm not sick, but Matt is. He took the day off to recuperate, so I made hash browns and scrambled eggs for breakfast and then we watched mooooovies. I can't not watch a movie going on in my home if I haven't seen it before (read that twice, and then maybe it will make sense), and therefore I did not get as much done as I would have liked to. But hey, movies! Also, they were Clint Eastwood movies recorded off the TV - "A Fistful of Dollars" and "A Few Dollars More." They're the first two films in Sergio Leone's Dollars trilogy, with "The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly" being the piece de resistance (say it in French!). We'll get to it eventually.

For dinner we had gumbo with cheesy bread. I even used Gouda instead of Cheddar, so that made it special. I don't know if gumbo is one of the healing soups, though, so if Matt becomes suddenly healed it is probably because of the cheese.

Also, my baby pulled my hair a lot but I made her pay for it by blowing raspberries on her stomach. We're pretty much even.

All in all it was a pretty good day.

("Pew pew!" That is the sound a Western makes.)