I was sick all night last night. Up at least 5 times with a stomach much like a going out of business sale: Everything must go! By the third time up, I was whimpering, "Matt...Matt," but he was sound asleep. By the fifth time, he did wake for a moment and ask, "Are you still sick???" He sleeps through everything.
I'm gearing up for a loaded plate tomorrow, though.
Happy Thanksgiving!
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