Ok well  not that much happened I guess.  I don’t even remember what happened on Saturday, so i’ll just skip by that day.  Sunday we woke up and I sent Andrew & Chris to church with Paul.  Matt, Julie and I took off to Casino Windsor to try our luck.  We took $60 with us to spend but ended up breaking even.  Instantly Matt hit 300 quarters in a slot machine so he cashed out and got a ticket to put in his wallet, and we played what was left of our $60.  So anyway, we left with a $14 profit.

Then we had lunch at the Market Buffet downstairs.  The Bullrun racing people were there having lunch so it was a big to-do.

On the way home we got stuck on the Ambassador Bridge for an hour.  I felt sick to my stomach.  I hate heights and I got the creeps feeling the bridge move.  Ulgh…

So eventually we made it past the backup only to be in the way of all the Lamborghini’s from the Bullrun group.  They were backing everything up becuase there were photographers just past the toll booths stopping the vehicles.  Grr..

Then Andrew has been sick all weekend, and last night both Matt and Chris had the pukes.  I’ve cleaned up enough puke in the last few days to last me a lifetime.  I’m next.  I do not know what will happen if I get the pukes.  That could be dangerous for me.  I physically can’t vomit because the band won’t allow it to happen, so i’m kinda nervous if I do get sick.  Ah well, i’ll worry about it if it happens.  I guess I could get some Reglan (anti-nausea) medication.

I haven’t been feeling well for the last few days though, maybe i’m escaping the mystery illness with just some mild symptoms.  I have had this lingering headache that won’t go away, along with insane tiredness.

I’ve become a really good baker in the last few weeks.  I can make a perfect loaf of italian bread these days.  I make them and give them to my mom and grandma because of course I can’t eat it.  I don’t use a bread machine.  Everything is done by hand.  I don’t even use a bread pan.  I free form my bread because it looks more authentic.

Well not much else new…  Tuesday is tomorrow.  Gee, only 4 more days left until Saturday.  My sister turns sweet 16 this Friday.  Weird.  I remember when she was born, and it wasn’t that long ago she was just a mouthy little 4 year old like Chris.  I love my sissy…………