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I basically gave myself food poisioning (are you all re-thinking the cookie exchange thing?).
We ended up going to a neighbor's house for their Thanksgiving potluck. It was a very last minute invite, and I'd already started the prep for all of our T-Day festivities, but we thought it would be fun to interact w/others so we accepted. I planned to still make my T-Day stuff at home, so we could have leftovers, and so I'd have things to take to the potluck.
We go, we eat, the kids play, we have fun, we come home, and as we're cutting up our turkey to put everything away, I steal a couple bites of the stuffing from INSIDE the bird (I know, I know, but we've always - ALWAYS had both). I wake up @ 2AM sick as all get-out and continue to be that way until around 10AM when I'm SO exhausted and have the meanest headache EVER. I instruct dh to throw out the stuffing (I'm the only one who ate it, so I'm sure that's where it came from), and spend the rest of the day on the couch or in my bed. Fortunately DH was home - so he took care of the children (grudgingly, and with coaching - "time to feed the kids lunch" @ 2PM" but he did it).
I'm better now, but I feel pretty stupid.
We ended up going to a neighbor's house for their Thanksgiving potluck. It was a very last minute invite, and I'd already started the prep for all of our T-Day festivities, but we thought it would be fun to interact w/others so we accepted. I planned to still make my T-Day stuff at home, so we could have leftovers, and so I'd have things to take to the potluck.
We go, we eat, the kids play, we have fun, we come home, and as we're cutting up our turkey to put everything away, I steal a couple bites of the stuffing from INSIDE the bird (I know, I know, but we've always - ALWAYS had both). I wake up @ 2AM sick as all get-out and continue to be that way until around 10AM when I'm SO exhausted and have the meanest headache EVER. I instruct dh to throw out the stuffing (I'm the only one who ate it, so I'm sure that's where it came from), and spend the rest of the day on the couch or in my bed. Fortunately DH was home - so he took care of the children (grudgingly, and with coaching - "time to feed the kids lunch" @ 2PM" but he did it).
I'm better now, but I feel pretty stupid.
Oh no!! That just stinks. I'm glad you are feeling better today. 
Just no stuffing cookies, ok?
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