No, I have no idea if my title even makes sense. Tres Chic means something is good, right? Where are my French speakers? Anyway, I wanted to insinuate something being pathetic.
Yesterday, Dan and I decided to get out of the house and just go tool around because I was feeling somewhat OK and I knew I could sit in the car and not be dead. HA! I was so freakin' wrong. Even just cruising around in the car was too much for my patheticness! By the time we got home I was in agony. Today is even worse. But, I am glad that we did go drive around and enjoy the beautiful day even if it firmly kicked my ass. I don't know if I'll be able to do that again before all this crap wears off. So, I did get out and savor the fantastic sunny weather.
Today, I'm toast. Absolutely beyond pathetic, toast. I cannot believe how I feel. It's insane. We went to Costco this morning (still not sure why ... we didn't even really look at anything) and then when Dan pulled up to Trader Joes, I couldn't get out of the car. So ... I didn't. Until I remembered that I needed more plain greek yogurt. So I schlepped myself into the store to get my yogurt and it took absolutely everything I had to get into it. I couldn't believe how much this sucked. But, I did get my greek yogurt so I don't have to go back out to the store.
Dan got inventive last night and decided he wanted to make corned beef and cabbage today. Since I have had this dish a grand total of like twice in my life, this was all his thing. We got a brisket, cabbage, potatoes and carrots and he found a recipe. He was up first thing this morning getting it all in the crock pot. We sent out a text to my brothers and stepmom to see if they wanted to stop by and then knew we would need a lil something extra. We found Irish Soda Bread at Olivers (seems the only place that had it) and got a small cake, some chips and dip. I also managed to get a few cupcakes from Sift because this is the only time of year that they have the Irish Car Bomb style cupcakes that Dan likes so much. I got myself something different.
And now, I can't move. I am couch-bound and I can barely even sit up to type this. All I wanted to do was ride in the car today. All I wanted to do was be out of the house on a day I still felt somewhat-ish OK. Why did it have to do this to me? I know, I'm supposed to be resting but ... I didn't think being a passenger in the car would be such an ass kicker. Lesson learned. I will now remain close to my little cave and couch because apparently anything other than surfing my couch is too much.
I got the most awesome gift in the mail yesterday and now ... I am headed off to the world of Amazon greatness to get some new reading!!!! I LOVE BOOKS!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much to my darling Colleen!!!!!