Hi. I just wanted to tell you that there would be no food talk today. I give you flowers instead. I wanted to describe to you the delicious pesto I made last night ( I love pesto, don't you?), but I can't. I can't bear to think about food today.
At about 3:30 am Andrew woke up not feeling well and at about 3:31 am I was frantically trying to find something for him to puke into. He had to settle for the bathroom sink, which I offered to clean when he was through as part of that old "in sickness and in health" promise I made. Photos of partially digested pasta. . . not fun to look at. Actually, hearing about it probably isn't that fun to read. Sorry. Should I delete that? No, you can handle it. Be back tomorrow. For now, I just sit and wait to see if I, too will be struck down. I don't want to be struck down, but it would be great to lose a couple of pounds before Paris.
5 comments:
The photo makes up for the bathroom sink image in your text. Great shot. Hope you are both feeling okay.
Wow. That photo is gorgeous. Now I don't even remember what you wrote.
Hope you feel better soon.
Ha ha! You are so bad... you don't want to get sick ... BUTTTTT... if it helped you loose weight... I TOTALLY think that way myself. Silly. ;-P
Hope you both survive and for the better. When do you leave for Paris? Can you see my jealous look?
Ew! But the photo makes up for it :)
You take the most fabulous photos. Your photography is outstanding. Just keep taking pictures
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