“I think I’m going to throw up.”

Yep. That was my greeting from my husband when he came to pick me up from work last night.

“Are you serious?” I asked. He nodded yes as he rushed to the bathroom in the back of the store.

I finished up with my last customers, locked the doors, and then rushed to the back to see how Paul was doing. Not so good I found out. We went home and Paul had a rough night. Not to gross anyone out, but he was throwing up at least once on the hour.. Until about 5 this morning then it was every half hour.

I stayed up with him and did the best I could at being helpful. By 7 this morning it was my turn to be sick. =( So Paul and I- as well as Kirby, Daniel, Noelle, Mandie, and the Furlong kids are all sick throwing up. It’s not fun! Please pray for us.