this just in: vacation on stomach virus island sucks

ok i guess i deserved it. who wishes for a stomach virus? more importantly, who wishes for a stomach virus during a rampant salmonella tomato outbreak? and who eats a casserole including tomatoes during a rampant salmonella tomato outbreak? me. that's who. so there it is. enter terrible cliches here (be careful what you wish for, the grass is always greener, don't look a gift horse in the mouth, i don't know). i'll eat my words as soon as i can keep something down. in bed for many hours. and when i say in bed, which sounded delightful to me prior, it was horrible. it's no fun to be in bed feeling miserable after not sleeping because of the frequent visits to the lieu for vomit and other sordid horribleness. thank everything i was in good company, as in my mother and father, who could attend to the kiddos. and thank everything i didn't feed the kiddos said casserole. let me tell you. stomach virus vacation? not all it's cracked up to be. not like anyone besides me has ever cracked it up to be something good anyway. and i think i only lost a pound. a single pound.

barf.