I've got to stop asking, "How stupid can you be?" Too many people are taking it as a challenge.

There are two things to report tonight.

Steve sent us a text late afternoon that Michelle had gone into labor. She's not due until the 13th, and the C-section is scheduled for next Wednesday. (Jason was breech and required an emergency C-section, and once you do that subsequent births are almost always done the same way.

Coulda been false labor, but it wasn't. By 11:13 she'd given birth to Emily Jean, weighing 7 lbs, 15 oz., and measuring 19.5" long. Everybody is healthy and happy, and feeling blessed.

The other item: after receiving that good news a couple of hours earlier my body went into full revolt mode. It started about 2:30 and involved all the glories that are the stomach flu.
Komm Susser Tod. (Come Sweet Death by J.S. Bach)

Shout out to my wife, who served me beyond an reasonable limit!
She's been at work all day, and if I were here I'd think long and hard about coming home.

I've spent most of today sleeping and trying to rehydrate. By tomorrow I need to return to full functioning. It is Easter week.