I am nauseated from my tea with splenda (I would stop using it, but we don't have any real sugar in the house). I think that I can't rock the artificial sweeteners on an empty stomach.

Of course, the nausea may also result from the roller coaster ride of a ball game, which caused me to stay up until 1:30 this morning to witness the outcome. I'm tired, but happy. We hardly have a chance of going all the way, but at least we didn't get swept. One game at a time. One game at a time. I think my firstborn might have to be named David Ortiz B---------.