very very sick girl

I am back and Andrew did indeed come by for a visit. But the visit lasted about ten minutes because sometime between last night's dinner with Tim (which involved some wine) and about an hour before the flight home from Paris landed, I became a very very sick girl. And despite my overwhelming desire to spend time with Andrew, I wanted to rid my stomach of its poisonous contents more.

And I did.

Way too many "wonder of me" tales this week. No more.