You know how I was celebrating the start of my 5 day weekend last week? Well it didn't go so hot. Friday went like this... we dropped Jason off at daycare to begin our prep for his up coming birthday party. Went to the gym and then ate lunch at 11:30. Sounds pretty benign right? At precisely 4:00pm Paul tells me his tummy is rumbling and doesn't feel so good. Paul has a pretty scketchy tummy as it is so I didn't think anything of it. I head out to pick Jason up from daycare and I notice on the drive over my stomach starts to burn. By the time I get back both Paul and I are complaining of sore tummys. By 6:00pm we have full blown cramping and other symptoms that shall remain nameless. I had to put poor Jason to bed early. 6:30 vomiting violently in the bathroom. And so it went for the next 24 hours. The rest of the weekend was spent recovering... some 5 day holiday...
Another note. It's not a good idea to hire your judgemental ultra anal in-law's to clean your house. More on that later.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
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