On Facebook I mentioned that I was excited for Conference weekend because I love watching church in my jammies. Little did I know how prophetic a statement that was going to be.
You see, I didn't end up with the "yay, I am watching church in my jammies" kind of day. It was more of a "I wish I were dead because I would feel better" kind of jammie day.
Yes, I was in my jammies but I wasn't watching conference. I was worshiping at the porcelain throne. Not only was I worshiping, I was ultra religious. I didn't just kneel. I sat at the throne with a bowl on my lap and I was like clock work. Every 1-2 hours I had a religious moment again.
I caught a few snippets of conference on the radio but mostly I was in an out of my religious zen or on my bed wishing I was dead. By late evening the only thing I wanted was a cherry Popsicle and some jello.
Cherry Popsicles remind me of when I was young. That was something mom would give me when I was sick. It would help bring down fevers and was easy on your tummy. Maybe that is why I was craving it. A little mommy vibe.
Today I am a little more resembling human life form. I actually had the where with all to get in a tub and lay there like a slug. So today I am going to try this whole conference thing again.
I am skipping the jammies!