I will not bore you with details, but very early this morning I woke up with stomach flu. Of course, it is gorgeous weather and T and I were supposed to go shopping for some necessities for his move to college. Instead I am inside and everything hurts.
The good news is that we had saltines- and we always have tea of course.
So after a while I started thinking about what else my mother used to make for me in situations like this. Beschuit ! This is something like zwieback but less crunchy, and when I found it in the supermarket here a long time ago, it was called Holland Rusk. Hmm. Anyway, we don't have any. So I made toast.
Not exactly the white flour-low fiber stuff that I should be going for. So we'll see how this works out.
I'm going to think positive things, and on that note, here are some of my favorite people: my mom, my son T.