Eleven is the number of people that were at my house on Sunday that were sick Monday or Tuesday.
Super contagious sick germs are what you leave with from my parties I guess. Kristin told me next year she would prefer a goodie bag.
This must have been one hell of a germ. It's not like we were all sharing cups, plates and swapping spit for goodness sake. It was a 5 year olds birthday party. It must have been air born.