YUCK

I've had the stomach flu since Friday morning. Trying to get my brain and stomach in synch. Not having a good time of it. Cue barfing from The Girl at 5 p.m. Sunday. Thank gawd for the hubby because I cannot deal with barf - my own or The Girl's. He came home after a half day on Fri. and has been a cleaning machine. Why, oh why does it have to be Monday tomorrow? He will be back at work and I will have to deal with barf. I think I just broke a sweat typing the word. And I was just getting used to the idea of food again.