Well I thought I was going to work today, even had my suit on. But then I realized my stomach wasn't done being bad. Since this is day 3 and a half of the stomach seige, I called my doctor. He decided this is food poisoning, most likely from the night before, which sucks, I ate at one of my favorite pizza places that night. So, I've got a buttload of antibiotics (oh, that's an unfortunate choice of a metaphor) to take and a phone call to make to the Health Department, so that the restaurant will be inspected.

Last night we did take the kids trick or treating and they had a great time. Viv really loved the concept, she was giggling and running all over the place in her little unicorn costume following her brother the astronaut around. My mom got home yesterday finally to the house of sick and sad. I need more gatorade...