Tuesday, November 25, 2008

One year ago yesterday...

my friend Greer took these pictures.  Owen was three weeks old, weighed about as much as your average cantaloupe, and we were temporarily homeless (but staying with Scott's gracious parents).

I had to dig into the archives to find happier times because Owen and I are currently being plagued by a virus.  And I'm not referring to the genteel head cold kind of virus either.  But yes, poor Owen is still recovering from that type too.  It's nothing apocalyptic (like the Davenport Family Virus of New Year's Eve '07), but we're uncomfortable for sure.  Say a prayer for Scott's immune system to keep holding it off!  If any of you folks in town offered him a room, I bet he'd be tempted to take it.

Hopefully I'll be back at the end of the week to report that we salvaged a happy Thanksgiving.  In the meantime I'm cramming all that will fit into our washing machine and dousing with Lysol all that won't.  


pb said...

I'm so sorry that all of you are sick. I do hope that you get better soon. I hate it that you reminded me of the virus from last new years! Wooo, were we ever sick!!! Do not want to do that again.
I love the pictures from last year.
I hope that you are able to have a Happy Thanksgiving!
We love and miss all of you everyday.

Rebecca Davenport said...

Awe I love you! Sick and still posting... what a blogger you are!

Feel better!

Grandma DD said...

I called and left a message yesterday. Now I know why I didn't hear back from you. Please take care of yourself and little "O". Papa use to call the sickness "Dead Rear". Remember? LOL Love to all. Gobble, gobble, gobble!


Coach said...

I pray you and Owen are much better by Thanksgiving day. The pictures are a memory you, Scott and Owen will have to treasure forever. All my love, Daddy
PS: I commented to your mother just yesterday how you had played in a Thanksgiving basketball tournament in East Texas where they used the hay bails to make a big turkey outside the gym.

Shelley & Scott said...

Oh yeah! The tournament in Lovelady. I scored a game-winning basket there (my only one ever). Now I'm singing Bruce Springsteen's "Glory Days" in my head. Thanks for reminding me Daddy!

And thanks for the Papa memory too Mom. But I'm not sure I want to think of a song that goes with that.

Shelley & Scott said...

Oh, and I'm feeling much better already. Just a 12-24 hour thing. I think Owen may kick it even faster than I did. Fingers crossed for a good night.

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Kari said...

Hated to hear that yall are not feeling up to par! And glad to hear that you are feeling better! HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!