I'm just popping in quickly to say I got thrown down by some awful stomach bug last night. After a super weekend spent with some out-of-town friends, trying out a few amazing restaurants, making the best homemade brunch in my cooking history, and getting all dressed up for a holiday party, I woke up at two in the morning last night feeling like the world was ending and my stomach was taking me down. I'm still not sure what got me, but I am so incredibly thankful to my sweet husband who stayed up with me the whole time and took care of me in the most amazing way. Thanks, D. I love you. After years of living alone and having to brave the outdoors to stock up on Gatorade and soup on sick days, I'm also so grateful to have a stocked fridge this morning thanks to Dan. The worst part (since I hate sitting around doing nothing) is I feel too wiped to even get caught up on reading. Hope you all had a healthier start to your week.