My almost 14 month streak of blogging everyday hit a snag yesterday (is that too many mixed metaphors?)
I was struck down by the most horrible dose of food poisoning – which left me curled up in the foetal position on the bathroom floor late last night. The pain was not unlike what I imagine Giant Rats gnawing at your innards would feel like. I’m still feeling a little fragile this morning and probably should have stayed in bed.
A good lesson to perhaps stay away from terribly expensive $13.50 chicken salad as a lunch option.