Tuesday, February 16, 2010

I seem to have this strange habit of getting sick and bringing up the contents of my stomach when I travel. First it was food poisoning (or so I believe) in England in 2006, more what-I-think-was-food-poisoning in Paris in 2007/08, and now some virus in Madrid, 2010.

You probably don't want to know the details, but all my lunch came up, I blocked the sink and slept about twenty hours. Now I have an excuse to do nothing at home! Life is good. But it did snow yesterday. Very pretty.


  1. *hug* Get better soon, darl! That's horrible. =( But yay the snow is pretty?

  2. aw vic that sounds lame, hope you feel better soon. I'll try to call you on the weekend, so maybe talk then, k? :)