So this was me the past two weeks. First my husband, then myself got hit with a really, really nasty stomach flu. We assumed he'd just had food poisoning, and I thought I was feeling a little off the morning of my SIL's birthday party because I hadn't gotten much sleep the two nights before. Well, right after the lovely cookout at her place and cake, I started puking my guts out like I needed an an old priest and a young priest. Very embarrassing! It was so exhausting I literally fell asleep that night crouched over the toilet, and I couldn't eat solid food for almost a week afterward.
Anyways, I'm finally feeling better and getting back in the saddle. Sorry if anyone was wondering why I'd dropped off the face of the earth!