Thanksgiving dinner was delicious! But it didn't taste nearly as great coming back up, I tell you what. No sooner had I finished my last bite of pie when I started to feel queasy. The next 14 hours were the worst of my life. The next morning my dear sweet hubby took me to the doctor. As we were leaving the doctor's office, the front bumper of the car got caught on another car's trailer hitch, ripping our bumper off. That was really great. Really. Great. Fortunately, I'm off work on holiday for the next 5 days, so I won't need to use up any of my 120+ hours of sick time that I've accumulated. Instead of being sick during work time, I opt to get sick during my personal time. What can I say? I'm a team player.