Taking the Night Off!

The stomach flu has hit the Fun House. First Andy, now Pickle. Poor little Pickle--she doesn't understand and the throwing up is freaking her out. Also--who knew such a tiny body could spew so much? It never seemed to end. Luckily, by the evening, she was able to keep down some Pedialyte--so fingers crossed for a good night's sleep for her.

I have spent a good part of the day cleaning up vomit so I'm giving myself a break from my no t.v. watching and spending the evening with the Real Housewives of New York--though the housewives are semi-vomit-inducing. Could Simon be more of a creep?? He just bought his wife a burlap corset for seven thousand dollars.

I kind of feel like a slacker, but I'm not feeling so great myself...