I hardly spent any time in the kitchen last night. I spent most of the party wrapped up in my blankets in the "sick chair", telling people "DON'T COME NEAR ME!" But it was still an awesome party. We really needed to have our friends around us. It's been a tough week (and holy crap, it feels like it's been a month since Dad's stroke).

I went to bed a little before everyone left, because I was just exhausted. Then I woke up at 2:30 because I wanted just one more Twinkie. Heh.

I thought I was feeling a little better, but I'm tired all over again. Time to head back to the sick chair.