eli has been up all night with vomiting and diarherra. ug. he kept deanna and i up all night. well, mostly deanna, i did sleep an hour and a half or so.
to add insult to injury, rocky, the dalmation heretofor known as chunky mc eatsalot, ate a whole pound of peanut m&m's. he nabbed the bag off the computer desk (i don't know what it could've been there for...). that was after eating a half loaf of bread and a half pound of salami the day before. chunky then spewed the entire lot of it onto the couch and the new area rug in the living room, just as i was getting ready to leave for work.
when i called my coworker jim to tell him i'd be, uh, a touch late, and explained to him what happened, he quickly coined my home the vomitorium.
thanks, jim. all humor truly is based on tragedy.