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Despite my long and varied experience with puking children, I panicked. Larry, coming to the rescue like the experienced vomit SWAT team member that he is, grabbed her (as she threw up yet again) and ran upstairs, leaving me to throw an entire roll of paper towels over the mess while babbling, "Oh, she's not sick! Not at all! Here, have some potato chips!"
I cannot believe anyone stuck around. But they did. They just didn't eat much. The alcohol went fairly quickly, though.
I spent most of yesterday trying to figure out whether or not Larry had remembered it was our anniversary. He was doing the same. It was like a bad I Love Lucy episode, only less funny.
I know, none of that makes sense. But it's a tradition of ours. Larry did take the day off, which he says should have made me realize that he KNEW it was our anniversary. But last week he told me he was taking some days off to burn some leave. So I don't believe him. And he did suggest we go out to lunch, but he used a gift certificate I gave him for Christmas. Again, not very anniversary-ish.
To make up for all the confusion, he bought me some almond Hershey kisses that were 50% off at CVS. Because I NEEDED to eat more chocolate. These pounds aren't going to add on all by themselves, you know.
Anywhoo, I have exciting things planned for this year. I just ordered Suzy Soro's Celebrity sTalker and Ira Glass's The New Kings of Non-Fiction. Once I read them, I'll be giving each of them away to one (well, two) lucky reader(s). More books will follow, because I need to read more, people - my brain cells are evaporating rapidly. Also, more knitting posts, for those of you who care - and updates from my continuing "Couch to Standing Up" exercise program.
Throw in some Downton Abbey musings and a dash of political commentary, and you've got a pretty good picture of what I'm planning for 2013. But, of course, we all know what happens to the best-laid plans...
What the heck happened to 2012, anyway?
[veggie tray image: Eby's General Store]