Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar

I have two announcements to make:

1) I spent yesterday in bed because I was sick enough that Darwin had to stay home with the girls;

and

2) I AM NOT PREGNANT.

Ya'll. Can a woman not get the 24-hour stomach bug without everyone wanting to telegraph congratulations? When I am pregnant, I will announce it by saying, "I am pregnant!" not by hinting coyly about how sick I've been. I hate hinters.

And I am better now and not in bed, so speculation may cease.

That is all.