They suck. They're not just a minor nuisance like a runny nose or a minor case of period cramps. They take over your life and they just plain suck.
The three of us came down with some sort of stomach bug last weekend. It could have been something we ate in Mexico, it could have been the pizza we had on Friday night, it could just be our tummies readjusting from all our traveling. Who knows? Joe only had it for a few days, but Cheech and I have been going strong for almost a week now. The good thing is she's, for the most part, still been in pretty good spirits... which has kept me from not being totally pissed at the universe for having to stay indoors these past few days.
So here's to a weekend of dry toast and fizzy water. Hope you guys have something way cooler planned. Oh, and with all my extra time at home, I'm pretty sure I can have the pictures from our trip ready for next week. Wahoo!