My last "BIG" cooking weekend was all planned out.
I did my planning Wed/Thurs, my shopping on Friday morning and did my
prep work Friday night, which I was up until almost midnight completing.
I started in on Saturday morning at 8:30 am with the plan of completing
35 entrees. As the day went on my feet, legs and hips started getting
rather achy. I thought, "I need better shoes on". So I put on my good
athletic shoes and got back to business. Well by 5:30 I still have 4
recipes/10 entrees to complete but was getting tired so I thought I
would call it a day. Cleaned up my mess and sat down to watch a movie
with the family. I believe it was 8:30 when I fell asleep on the couch.
Just figured I was tired because I had stayed up so late doing the prep
work the night before.
Well, I woke up Sunday morning ready to finish my remaining meals.
Started out on the first one and by the time I finished it thought I was
going to pass out. Turns out I had a fever of 101º. I needed to finish
them because the raw meats had already been in the fridge for two days
and I am stubborn by nature...LOL! So for the last three recipes my
husband was right beside me helping with what he could and after I was
finished with each recipe/batch I would sit down and rest while my
husband would wash the dishes I had used. It took all day but we
finished the remaining meals and then I went to bed. The next morning
(Monday) I was even worse so I went to the Doctor - turns out I had
pneumonia and was in bed for the next three days!! My husband said that
my stubborn nature caused the pneumonia (he may be right), but at least
I had a freezer full of food which came in handy while I was stuck in
bed.
So, as I said this doesn't exactly qualify as a "embarrassing moment" as
you stated in the opening post. But this is definitely a weekend that
looking back on my husband continues to point out was "Crazy"!!
