And A Good Time Was Had By All?

Posted by Becky on December 6, 2009

One of the things I hate to do is puke and even worse is in a public bathroom duirng a  friends special occassion.  (We all went to dinner at Safire’s last night to celebrate Sandy’s 50th birthday) 

  But I must, on a scale from one to ten, puking at Safire’s scored a ten!  The bathroom was clean, the floor was clean, there wasn’t a short hair to be found and they even had a private stall for the handicap.  It was like a seperate room.

I did try and refrain from puking with breathing exercises and what not, but by the time the third person from our party came to check on me, I figured I better let ‘er rip.   There is nothing worse than a hot wave of nausea accompanied by puking when you haven’t been snorting heroin.  At least with heroin, once the puking is over the fun begins. But I digress. 

John was a trooper he got me home in record time and Marty and Sandy treated us for dinner so we didn’t skip out on the bill, but hey…… I just might file that under my cap for future reference with one of my children. 

I did get out of going to an engagement party today, so I got that going for me which is good.  John made lasagna and he and Roger went.  Joseph is at work so I actually have the house all to myself and it was blissfully quiet up until Darwin went down the ditch to the neighbors house and barked all morning at their pit bull.  I heard a knock at the door and then it’s ” do you know anyone with a Beagle?”  I wanted to respond with ” You fucking know that’s my dog you live one house over!  So Darwin is on lockdown today and I take him out on the prison yard with a leash so he can take a leak.  Poor Blue gets excited each time thinking we’re going for a walk.

So, I’m feeling all better now except my back is jacked up from puking.  But Sandy, when I turn 50 you can hurl til your hearts content.

 

And if you can’t find a place to hang that thingamagig, John could use it as a testicle.