I Didn't Go to Disneyworld

That's right, I was in Orlando this week and I didn't even get to go to Disneyworld. Ridiculous. It was actually a week I would like to forget, starting with a red eye flight from LAX to Orlando on Monday night. I had been feeling sick to my stomach for a couple of days and ended up puking several times during that flight and all the next day in Orlando. I noticed people are not very excited to sit next to someone who is throwing up and I'm pretty sure they thought they were getting some kind of flesh eating virus just by being next to me. I was still very sick on my way back to Idaho, but this time I had a plan. As soon as I started throwing up I turned to the concerned woman to my right and said "Don't worry, I'm pregnant". Wow, what a difference those two words make. Not only were my fellow passengers much more sympathetic to my cause, but the flight attendants were as well when my neighbors explained why I was so ill. I had ginger ale and pretzels before anyone else, not that I was eating or drinking. Anywho, I remained home the rest of the week with this mysterious illness, but am happy to report I am feeling much better. Kudos to Jake this week, who was pretty much a single dad. We are very much looking forward to Thanksgiving!