Friday, March 7, 2008

Days of Vomit and Roses

Sunday, Monday, Vomit Days.

Tuesday, Wednesday, Vomit

Thursday, Friday, Vomit

Saturday, Vomit Day.

Vomitin’ all week with you.


I could go on but I’m sure you get the picture. I’ve
lived the past week of my life in a vomit cocoon. I’ve done my best to break free
but I just can’t seem to disinfect my way out of this one. It started on
Saturday night with my son. Tuesday night my daughter got it. Wednesday night I
got it and last night my husband and my daughter were both hitting the
porcelain. Anybody want to come over for a playdate? How about a dinner party?
I’ll be serving crackers and ginger ale. Yum!


  1. Poor lady!
    But now I can't get out of my head the part where the baritone singer comes in "Oh, Vomit Days."

  2. Hope y'all are better soon! Our place has been a sick house for the last two weeks. Spring, where are you? Sunshine, I beg you to stay!

  3. OK that's it, the farm visit is definitely off. Can't have your little critters passing bugs to my big critters.

  4. Heal quickly, we've had our share up here, and don't really care for any more, thank you, G.B. and love to all, sorry we can't do more.

  5. Sorry to hear that you were sick too! My son and I were sick from Saturday night to Wednesday. This is one terrible flu bug! Don't remember being so sick, so I can surely empathize!

  6. I hope you're all better very soon. I'm sure you'll be singing a different (more uplifting) tune soon!

  7. Everyone is getting this thing. It's only a matter of time, I guess...
    You certainly have my sympathies.