If nobody says "How are you? How have you been?!" I won't have to launch into a drama filled story.
Okay......okay......now that you're all 'Whaaaaa? What happened.....?!'
On Thursday, I think, we went to Olive Garden for a very awesome dinner. On Thursday night, Adrian and I were throwing up and having diarrhea like you all would not believe. It was so bad that I had to wake Jesse up every time I got up to....um....expel (one way, the other way, sometimes both ways).....because I would almost faint and I needed to lean on him so I didn't fall off the damn toilet. (sorry about barfing on your foot, honey.) By the end of Friday, Jesse got a little diarrhea, but nothing as horrific as Adrian and I. We just laid in the bed next to each other holding hands for comfort....my poor boy and I.
Luckily, the food poisoning was short lived because I had to put on my party face for New Years. We had faux-pagne and our 12 grapes and ran around hugging everybody we could.
I'm patting myself on the back because I did all that while I had RUN OUT OF MY LEXAPRO. ::cries:: Also? I started my period (with a vengeance). And cut my tongue. I don't know how I did that, but it hurts.
With allllll that mess going on.....celebrating here...with all of our family....is way better than all the years we spent alone in Florida...
and so starts 2008.