Without our usual Sunday afternoon siesta, we head to our small group dinner, where we all brought stuff for a fajita dinner-mmm. I doubt there is meat more tender or tasty than fajita beef. Sidebar- I once told Robin that I wanted the next cologne she bought me to smell like fajitas...I was just kidding. Or was I? Ha. So there we were, having fajitas, enjoying cows as God intended us to and all of a sudden Robin tells me she needs to talk outside, now. As we walk out of our friend's house, I'm searching my mind for everything I could've done wrong- Was I talking with my mouthful? Was my breath horrible or was I invading somone's personal space? Luckily, it had nothing to do with me...but unfortunately for Robin, her tonsils were swollen and her throat almost completely shut off. She was having an allergic reaction and was to the point where breathing had become difficult. One of our friends got her some Benadryl and things started calming down. We think she might have been allergic to the fajita meat seasoning or the cats in our friend's home...we won't know for sure until she gets some allergy testing done. All this to say, Sunday was a busy day for us. Monday...we slept.
Happy 2nd Birthday, Nora!
5 weeks ago