also this weekend

[dancingsinging]

Spent a lot of time trying to convince my MIL that it was normal for me to be lying on her couch. "I'm really not getting over this cold!" Today, about an hour before we left, spouse and I were both drowsing on the couch and she said, "You're about to leave! Why are you guys sleeping instead of visiting with me?" I seriously came close to saying, "So I don't barf on your carpet!" But I resisted.

Also in nausea news--staying in an apartment permeated with old cigarette smoke is not easy on the tummy! Neither is unpacking your own befouled clothes. Retch!