In sickness and in health...

I got married last Friday (yay!).  We opted for a small, courthouse ceremony, and it was absolutely perfect--just what we wanted.

On Saturday, we had a reception dinner with family and friends. Everything was going great, until Mister starting feeling a little 'off.'  I dropped him at home and then took his family back to their hotel.  I arrived home a bit later to find that he was starting to feel better.  We climbed into bed to watch the video of my brother's toast, when Mister suddenly shot up and bolted to the bathroom, expelling his fancy dinner in a matter of minutes.

The toilet looked like a scene from a horror movie.  Armed with Clorox wipes and determination, we cleaned up, pausing when his stomach demanded it.

I told him he was testing out the 'in sickness' part of our vows a little early.  He was not amused.  In hindsight, I probably should have waited until his head was out of the toilet before making light of his food poisoning.

Poor Mister had a miserable night, but fortunately he was feeling much better the next morning.  And me?  I'm just glad he's recovered.  I love him, but there's only so much vomit I can take before my own stomach starts to revolt! :)

How was your weekend?