pass the gingerale please...

i don't mean to be a whiner about this whole thing.. and i feel like a jerk constantly referencing sickness.. but... i am, or was sick again.

this past weekend stephen was sick as a dog. we'd had hamburgers and he was convinced that since i cooked them medium rare, i had given him food poisoning. i didn't think that was the case since i was fine. he was in bed all weekend not being able to tolerate anything stronger than chicken broth (which he couldn't always keep down) and gingerale. i felt horrible for him.

on monday.. i got up, feeling fine. steve was seemingly cured and off to work. around noon, like i had been hit by a truck, i was as sick as steve was. it's been miserable. this is the first time i've been out of bed since monday afternoon. and i can't even handle the chicken broth.. i've been on an all gingerale diet.

luckily, i have my new iphone (OMGZZZ I LOVE IT!!!!) so i could surf the net from beneath my down comforter.

tomorrow i am going to attempt to get some work done.

i suppose it's nice to know i didn't give steve food poisoning... but damn. i'm really sick of being sick!