So, nobody got the answer to my puzzle. I guess it was too hard.
Last Sunday I woke up with a headache. I was freezing cold. And I had a fever. It then proceeded to cause me to be sick all week. I'm usually a pretty high-output person, even when I'm not feeling well. Well, last week I was not high-output. I was a bum. We ate out three times. We usually don't eat out more than once a week, if that often. Our apartment was a wreck. I didn't do any of my homework all week long. And Lane was cutting a tooth and whining a lot and driving me crazy (not to mention making my headache worse). But I survived and on Friday morning when I woke up my head was suddenly cleared out (although my sinuses still aren't) and I felt a million times better. So now our apartment is clean, we have clean clothes, I've cooked real food every day since Saturday, and I even made cranberry bars with a friend yesterday. I hate being sick.
So the answer to the puzzle is: I was under the weather. Har har.