Hey guys! Sorry to have been a little unplugged and neglectful on the blog and social media over the weekend. Saturday night, Mike and I babysat our 4-month-old and 2-year-old nephews. After that we were a bit wiped out. We seriously poured a glass of wine and sat in silence for an hour. The next day I got hit by some kind of bug. I feel like I have been sick so many times this winter. I have also noticed that each bout happens to follow a visit with my favorite little ones. I am hoping I am not allergic to my little carrier nieces and nephews. I think that I might be reaching on that one… The only upside I can find to being home sick is my discovery of Downton Abbey. I am already on to season two. I called Mike my “footman” when I was bundled up on the couch, being all gross and sick, because he kept bringing me water, soup, and Tylenol. I had to explain to him the different positions at the Abbey, and then he laughed. For those of you not on the bandwagon, the footmen are basically the servers of the house. …

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