Chris and I were up early again with our jet lag. Sitting in our office, I suddenly heard the dreaded sounds of barfing coming from the girls' bathroom (I hoped). I had been feeling a little queasy since arriving home, but just figured it was part of the jet lag. Sadly, Amy and I had a pretty rough day on Black Friday. She threw up a number of times; I finally threw up later in the evening.
We had hope that the flu would be the 24-hour variety, but it last a good 72-hours with the queasiness and general feeling of malaise.
Kristen was pretty disappointed because she and I had planned to go shopping on Black Friday. Chris had organized a volunteer opportunity at a local outreach shelter so he was committed elsewhere. Amy had to miss that and Kristen was too young to participate. Amy and I languished in bed all day and Kristen had a pretty boring Black Friday. There might have been some tears.
Black Friday was pretty much a bust for getting some good deals, and I was sad to miss the day with Kristen.
