Men are wusses

I got woke up at 3:30 this morning. Unfortuntely it wasn't for something fun and exciting. As exciting as some things can be at 3:30 in the morning.

No it was my husband who is suffering from some kind of gastro-intestinal nightmare.

I'm sure it's just some kind of virus. Or the fact that he ate all the food I made the other night for the whole family almost by himself.

He's sure he's dying of salmonella via chicken taco from the taco truck.


And in true husband fashion, if the man can't sleep? The woman must be woken up. You know, because I really want to know that he didn't make it to the bathroom.

Thanks Honey!!

But even though he couldn't make it to the bathroom he still left to go to work. Which is a one and a half to two hour drive.  I hope he took some extra undies.