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A tummy is such a fickle thing. You make it mad, it will pay you back in ways unde­scrib­able. It’s scary, really.

I’m obvi­ously no new­bie to the “Delhi belly”…you can’t even visit India with­out get­ting the “scream­ming mimis”. But’s it’s been many, many years since I’ve dealt with it to the extent that I am now.  It’s been a nui­sance for about a month but the past 2 days have just been down right mean.  Thanks to Pepto Bis­mol and some seri­ous Indian ‘gia­r­dia’ med­i­cine, I should be a new woman soon. [cross­ing fin­gers and toes]

Unfor­tu­nately, this means I’m miss­ing the big bash tonight with friends.  J and the boys are going, but I guess it’s just me and Dick Clark tonight. {If he’s still alive…can’t remember.}

So here’s to your good health (and mine)…from my pink cup to your bubblies!

HAPPY NEW YEARS!!