Thursday, August 23, 2012

stomach bug vs. love bug

Over the past 5 years, I have had many self-inflicted illness‘ mostly pertaining to being over served on the previous evening. However, yesterday that was not the case. I picked up a stomach bug(most likely from the munchkins at school-thanks kids) and it was the worst.

Want to know what made it worse?

A boy.
Clearly the stomach bug and the love bug are not friends. Yes, I was supposed to go on a date last night and yes, I have blown this guy off before. But I was not excited to receive this snappy text:

Call me Ms. Predictable, because thanks to your attitude you should not be surprised by the fact that I don't ever want to go out with you now. Dear future husband, if I am puking, don’t give me ‘tude. Give me flowers and Gatorade just as those who love me did yesterday:
 

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