A plague of some sorts hit our home this a.m. Andy can’t keep anything in… We have 4 cheesecakes and 2 cakes… We kept thinking it was going to pass, but it is running its course and taking its toll. Poor guy. We’re shooting to have the Appreciation Dessert tomorrow night…unless he’s still sick or one of us catches it. Then we’ll make runs to drop off the cheesecakes (maybe I shouldn’t say “runs”…) It’s hard to explain a day like this. Maybe I’ll tack it onto the list of wishing timing was a little different.