I had a good start to the day today. I woke up all spry and ready to get some work done. I made these hearts and then some work popped in the email so I stopped and flew through the first half of that very quickly.
And then I made a fatal mistake. I ate lunch. Or should I say I ate too much lunch (leftover chicken enchilada casserole) and then followed it up by eating brownies with a fork straight out of the pan while standing at the counter. I don't know how many I ate while standing there in a stupor, but something jarred me awake and I threw them in the sink and flooded the pan with hot water.
Oh, man, was I sick. I whined and groaned and rolled around all nauseous and full of regret. I guess I finally started feeling a little better because I fell asleep and woke up feeling better. But I still don't think I'm eating dinner or anything else today.
Good Lord. I'm a grown woman. You'd think I'd have more sense.