I had such a great weekend planned this past weekend. I headed to Macon on Friday to spend the night at Elizabeth and Thomas' house. Liz and I were planning on heading to Atlanta on Saturday for her baby shower. Little did I know that the 24 hour stomach virus was lurking. After a great dinner in Macon (where I got to see Martha, Wynne, and ADORABLE baby Wynne), we returned to the Street house and watched some TV. We went to bed about 11:00 or so and about an hour later I woke up to PURE MISERY!!! I was up all night long and held off calling Stephen until about 7:00 am. I can't begin to tell you what a rock star husband he is. He called my doctor to see what I needed to do, he rounded up my equally wonderful in-laws to drive him up to Macon to get me (and my car), and came to my rescue!! He was in Macon to pick me up by 11 and I swear got me back to Valdosta in record time. He bought Gatorade and everything else I could possibly need. **To all you husbands out there... you have no idea how important this type of behavior is when a girl is sick and away from home (and more importantly her mom)** Thank you to everyone who called to check on me. My mom even offered to drive down to Valdosta! Thank you to Steve and Kathy for giving up their Saturday to come to my aid. I really hated I had to miss the baby shower and seeing all of my friends, but luckily I am much better now. Most of all, I had to publicly thank my loving husband... I seriously owe him one!
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Scoot, you poor thing! I was wondering why you weren't in the picture on ashley's blog!!
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