When you're sliding into 3rd

and you feel a greasy turd....
well, we all know how the rest of that little ditty goes.
Speaking of, I had a stomach flu most of last week. Of course, it was the last day my mom was in town and I didn't even get to see her off.
Tuesday evening, we went to the Botanical Gardens for some live music. The Botanical Gardens are a (free) must see if you're in DC.

I spent the rest of Tuesday until 5am Wed, curled up in the fetal position clutching generic Pepto on our bathroom mats. Ugh, I slept on our bathroom floor. And I didn't even care.

When I was feeling better, I set up the cookies and banana nut bread sweat shop (with only 1 employee unfortunately)

This insulted E's photography skills since it was too "staged".

I also watched Hope Springs (geriatric porn) and Dark Shadows (ehhh) and Lifetime's Undercover Christmas (Awesome!)