Well we have had quite the fun few weekends, there was San Antonio two weekends ago, and then a week ago we went up to Greenville to see Jared Farquhar get married.
Well we left at 3:45 on Friday for Greenville, SC. Now normally its a 2.5 hour drive, however when it takes you about an hour and a half to get out of Atlanta... its a bit longer. So its getting late, the drive seriously took forever due to insane traffic. We're 30 minutes out from Greenville and we've been in the car for 3 and half hours. Well all of a sudden Anna-Kate has her own version of Barf-o-rama 2007. 3 times all over herself. She's crying, we're naucious, and 5 miles from the nearest exit. So I'm hauling it down 85, finally find a gas station. We begin to clean up, janelle takes care of Anna-Kate, I take care of the car.
Well we were going to stay with the Crabbs and Crabby's in-laws in Greenville. So I'm worried because I don't want Adam to get sick so we debate turn around and drive 2 hours back home or just hope that the barf was the product of a one time thing (Anna-Kate had just had tons of milk and cheese). We consulted the Crabbs and they told us to come on and hope for the best.
So sure enough Anna-Kate is fine for that night... next morning barf-o-rama part 2. So I call it time of death 9:00 AM. And we load up and head back to ATL. We were ok, Anna-Kate acted kind of weird, tired mostly all day Saturday, but all was well by Sunday, though we played it safe and stayed home from church.
So all is good, I go to the Thrashers game on Tuesday with my company (awesome game). I eat seriously the nastiest hugest chili dog in the history of man kind.... and then after a great great game, come home to Janelle barf-o-rama 2007. Really regretted eating that chili dog.
So she was sick all Tuesday night/wednesday. I stayed home from work to play Mr. Mom which was fine. All week I've felt queasy though I'm a bit of a hypocondriac so I'm probably fine. I think if I would have gotten it, I would have gotten it by now.
This weekend thankfully nothing is going on. I'm chillin now with Anna-Kate on the sofa catching up on our friend baby Einstein. I wanted to watch football but she wasn't too keen on it.
We're probably going out to 5 Guy's burgers tonight, all that barfin talk made me hungry.
Posted by holtonian at November 17, 2007 04:36 PM