DH and I went to the mall yesterday to pick up his new glasses. While their, DH decided he wanted to eat. I had been feeling really tired and really pukey, so I just went to sit down. DH comes back with a tray from Sabaros (sp?) and I took one look at it and puked all over the table. and of course I sat at one of the most prominent tables int he food court, so about 30 people crowded around me asking if I was ok.
I wanted to crawl under that table.