If you will recall my post from a few days ago, you will remember that I thought maybe the girls got icky from feta cheese. Well, I am rethinking that idea. Geoff got a bit yucky-feeling and as he was feeling better, my stomach began to rebel.
Yesterday, I woke up with a bad headache and weakness. All I got accomplished was a shower and clothes. I spent the rest of the day on the couch or in bed, vomiting and staggering to le toilette. Not pretty. I think I threw up food I haven't even eaten yet.
Today was better...just weak and sleepy.
Let's cleanse with a goofy photo of two goofy dogs:
"Oh, SHUT UP, Nellie!"