Spent the entire day getting violently sick. Last night the brother said he had 'car sickness' on the way to Mom's dinner then admitted he didn't feel good all day. I said if you give me the stomach flu I'll kill you. He did and now I have to. Mom's disappointed that we didn't get to go to the casino tonight. We'll go when I'm not dying.
And as a result of this and many things, the holiday story request fulfillments will be going on until at least Twelvth Night (Heck the handmade real gifts too)
And as a result of this and many things, the holiday story request fulfillments will be going on until at least Twelvth Night (Heck the handmade real gifts too)
