Ian came home sick the other day. Thursday. He was throwing up all over and it was teh nasty. Nasty illness left the house on Friday... or so I thought. Ian had given the nasty to Matt, Zach and ME! Needless to say, my evening didn't go well. Up all night. Sick. Nasty. Today I feel better except for some icky gurgling noise my belly is occasionally making... but Matt and Zach are still randomly sick and I'm waiting for Mike to get it. Don't ask me why I share these things... I don't know.