Saturday, October 29, 2011
Cancelling my call to the FBI
I left work at noon on Thursday and got into my bed. By noon yesterday, I was convinced that I had been poisoned. By ten last night I decided to agree with my husband that I have some sort of stomach virus and perhaps it is not a result of someone poisoning me. This morning my hair is very strangely stuck up in various directions and I actually feel like getting in the shower with some soap. Good grief, it's odd when something just knocks the hell out of you in the middle of the day and puts you in bed for 36 hours.
I'm anxious to get to your blogs and oh lord what has my husband done to my kitchen........