Looking Forward to Shabbat

This week has been a bit difficult because I came down with a cold at the beginning of the week.  Not sick, mind you, but a cold: sniffling, runny nose, tired--you know the deal.  The last time I was sick, I was really sick, with head cold, fever of 101 degrees (F), aches.  Was in bed, and didn't work for about a week.  It happened during the chagim, so our school was closed for the Yom Tovim.  I missed the first two days of the week, Monday and Tuesday, and part of Wednesday (Wed. night was the chag).  My D. H. did all - and I mean all - of the work, including the cooking. Thank G-d his hobby is cooking, or we would have starved (or eaten tuna fish out of cans for the seudah).

What I have now is nothing compared to that, and I'm in a great mood throughout, because of my son and daughter-in-law's new baby, Yael.  So I'm going to work feeling sick, but high! 
Nevertheless, I am looking forward to Shabbat.  We are having an elderly friend stay over, and guests are coming Friday night and Shabbat lunch for both se'udot.  Again, thank G-d my D. H. loves to cook--he has a menu all planned already. Going to bed earlier tonight, to keep my strength up (I'll probably make challot tomorrow night).

Shabbat Shalom.

Comments

Batya said…
Sounds great, enjoy.
ps I went to work with a cold, too. I hope that today will be better, G-d willing.
10:39 PM
Jan said…
Congratulations on the new baby--grandchildren are an incredible wonder.
5:22 PM
Lady-Light said…
Batya: Thanks, it's better, sort of...but appreciate your caring very much.
Jan: Grandkids are a joy, unless your adult child wants you to parent his kid; which has happened to me...
(apologies for the late response, folks; sometimes I'm just out of it..and it takes a while for me to come back in).
10:46 AM
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