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
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
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I loved this. It's true there is comfort when someone shares your misery!
Nice one Julie! Ikkkkk. TMI
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