Lily and Katy

Twas a long night. I got sick at 2:15 a.m., and Lisa got sick at 7. (It was nice of her to let me vacate the bathroom.) The stomach flu had already passed through the baby, and my daughter and son-in-law. A nasty strain. Fever, chills, aches, and out both ends.

After 6 trips to the bathroom...the 7th trip was a charm. Lost my supper. Think tilipia, mashed potatoes, broccoli, and corn-on-the-cob. If nothing else...it was colorful. I tried to get Lisa to take a picture of my projectile vomiting, but she refused. Might have been the grossest blip of the year.

After emptying out, my stomach still hurt...so I couldn't get to sleep. Like I said...a long night. Lisa's ordeal wasn't much better, although she vomits much quieter and daintier than I do.

So...this picture is from my backyard. It's the first time I've been out of the house today. I hate being sick. I think we're going to skip church tomorrow because we still don't feel good, and I don't think we need to spread the germs.

Might catch up later. For now...Lisa is asleep, and I'm going back to bed.