Gigs Day Two

 Today, Gigs has been 18 for two days, 
and for the last three, I haven't been able to get out of bed.
I don't know what I have, but I ache so bad I think I might die.

On Friday, I spent almost the entire day taking Advil 

and DayQuil, and watching all seasons 1-2 (again!) of Poldark.

Lottie turned my nightstand into a medical station.

The only two things I managed to do were wrap a few gifts for Gigs

and text Jane a photo of how I think she looks like Demelza.

And that was it.

On Saturday, I was still bed-ridden but got up to take a few birthday photos

of Gigs opening a few of his gifts.

With Gigs' birthdays, I only managed to get about 20% of

what he wanted. (Remember the sweaters from last year?)

I can't explain it; I don't even know what happened again,

he just never likes the things I give, PLUS I felt so sick

I didn't even make him a cake.

Things he did like;

New brakes for his car.

Spiderman ski mask.

2-pack Batman socks.

Costco shirt.

After I send back the bulk of the gifts I got him,

we'll get donuts to celebrate.

Probably on Thursday.  Probably.  

If I make a full recovery.

(Finger crossed).

Then I was back in bed watching conference.

IT WAS THE BEST.

The best.

Every talk was about peace, unity, and having a relationship with Christ

who is our foundation for truth and right.

HE and He alone can unite our hearts, make the wrongs right, 

and heal. I trust Him, and I trust in the words of His servants, 

the Prophet, and Church leaders.

I am completely, 100% all in.

This year, Gigs watched conference 

with Kitty snuggled up on his lap.

I told him that at the next October conference, he'll be in a suit and tie

somewhere on his mission.

Wow.