Made Sloppy Joes for dinner last night. Didn't have all of the ingredients I needed, so I had to improvise. It wasn't....Terrible, but I wasn't happy with the result, so I didn't eat much. Woke up in the middle of the night with my stomach grumbling at me, went back to sleep. When I ate breakfast this morning, it felt like someone kicked me in the stomach with a steel-toed boot.
I had to call my son's school and tell them I likely wouldn't be able to pick him up at the end of the day, as I'm not feeling well. His friend's mom dropped him off about an hour ago. I can't make dinner; even THINKING about food is impossible right now. Guess the other guys are having leftovers tonight.