Recovery

I'm usually cooking like crazy on a Sunday , but not this Sunday! Today I spent the day ensconced in my favorite corner of the couch, surrounded by the ones that I love. We watched Disney movies until the sunset and it was time for my little monkeys to go to bed. This day of recuperation was made possible by my lovely parents who drove two hours to come and see me when they heard I was sick. They brought enough food to feed a small army hence the quietness in the kitchen was possible. My husband played a great role in my recovery too. He let me sleep for hours whilst he looked after everything. Now that's my definition of love.