Technicolor Yawn

Friday, September 21, 2007 -- When I went to bed last night, I couldn't remember the last time I threw up. This morning it was all too clear. Zach was up at four in the morning a couple of days ago spraying a vegetable medley indiscriminately around our bathroom (most notably on my shoes) - now it was my turn except that I quite literally tossed the cookies I purchased earlier in the evening at Papa's. Cathi didn't get out of bed but described my ordeal as sounding "terrible."