Through the Wringer

I feel like I'd been run through one of these, several times. From about 2 o'clock until 6 this morning, I was really most sincerely sick, probably from eating too much yesterday. I'd tell you what I made in the crockpot, and about the other irresistible dishes, but I can't stand to think of food.

In spite of my lingering indisposition, I plan to call on my reserves of grit sometime today, and go vote.

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