For the past 4-5 days I've been feeling really crappy starting around 2 or 3 in the afternoon. My energy just gets zapped, my belly starts feeling icky and I feel like I'm gonna hurl. I never do. I just feel like. (I'm NOT complaining! I'll feel like crap 24-7 if it means this flower is gonna stick around)
So, M calls me yesterday at work around 1230 to see how I'm feeling. My answer, of course, is that I'm ok. It's not 2 o'clock yet. She then proceeds to tell me she just puked! And this is coming from the chick that never pukes. Ha Ha! Well not ha ha cuz she's sick but ha ha cuz she's got sympathy sickness! :o)
I've told her next it will be sympathy fat. She's NOT happy about that! :o)
Well, I think it's only fair. Don't yall?
And speaking of fair. We're going the State Fair tomorrow. YIPPEEE!! Look out fried pickles and caramel apples! Here I come!
Sunday is Busch Gardens!
Have a great weekend! We are!