...something about the harder I runs, the slower I goes...?
After a lovely weekend of being flattened by food poisoning, and over 48 hours with nothing but ginger ale and saltines for sustanence, I must drag myself back to the ye olde grinde.
Let us not dwell on unpleasantness. Instead, see here for a clever and amusing Scandanavian Rube Goldberg-like trifle.
And there is a new installment over at Dr. Galubrious...
Here's hoping for solid food tomorrow.
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Dear Tara
Do hope you feel better soon.
How miserable feeling sick is!
Oh, poor Tara. I am so sorry.
I hope you will soon feel better. Food poisoning is wretched.
Sorry to hear about your bout of food poisoning. It's tough not really having the time to be ill.
Wishing you all the best.
Hey Tara,
I'm sorry to hear that you were sick! It is the worst. Take it easy!
OH my goodness! So sorry that you had such a difficult weekend. I hope you feel better and can have a good meal. Hugs.
I hope you are feeling much better now! What brought you this unpleasant experience?
Hope your feeling better, upset tummys are horrid.
hope your better, doesn't sound very nice at all, poor you!
No fun at any time, but when you're against the clock -eek! Get well, Tara.
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