Thursday, September 10, 2009

Murder Most Foul

My husband is laying in bed recovering from a horrific bout of food poisoning! Upon my arrival home last evening from a grueling four hours of customer service, I found him - well, ill. Very ill.

It was the shrimp. I made Etouffe and left the shrimp on the counter for him - it was out for maybe four hours, only four hours.

The horror. The horror.

I feel very bad. He will live. A trip to the hospital was un-necessary, thank God!

1 comment:

Cathy said...

Why do humans get sick, isn't it a pain? We're so vulnerable! Hope whatever's making him ill just disappears - into the Twilight Zone.