Day 04- A Picture of Your Night

I got off work at 8. Shortly after, Travis took me on a hot date! We got dressed up in sweatpants and sandals and went to get some delicious frozen yogurt. My favorite fro-yo in Utah opened a chain in LUBBOCK! He knew I was excited about it so he took me :) Sooooo sweet.
Well, I over-indulged. I was literally gagging during the last few bites because of the overwhelming mixture of 5...no- 6 flavors! Blah! It was good until flavor number 4... and then it all went BLAH from there...

As we were walking out, a man walked in with a bunch of Whataburger bags. We got in the car, looked at each other, and knew instantly that we wanted some.
By the last fry, I was gagging again.
We then had to go to the grocery store to get some things for tomorrow. I held back the desire to barf on everyone and thing I came in contact with. When we finally got back to the car, I opened the door and WHAM! The smell of old fast food slapped me in the face. AHHHHHHHHH!
I was so relieved to get home. Until we opened the front door and smelled garlic from the lunch we made...

Please. Nausea. Go. Away.

I got off work at 8. Shortly after, Travis took me on a hot date! We got dressed up in sweatpants and sandals and went to get some delicious frozen yogurt. My favorite fro-yo in Utah opened a chain in LUBBOCK! He knew I was excited about it so he took me :) Sooooo sweet.
Well, I over-indulged. I was literally gagging during the last few bites because of the overwhelming mixture of 5...no- 6 flavors! Blah! It was good until flavor number 4... and then it all went BLAH from there...

As we were walking out, a man walked in with a bunch of Whataburger bags. We got in the car, looked at each other, and knew instantly that we wanted some.
By the last fry, I was gagging again.
We then had to go to the grocery store to get some things for tomorrow. I held back the desire to barf on everyone and thing I came in contact with. When we finally got back to the car, I opened the door and WHAM! The smell of old fast food slapped me in the face. AHHHHHHHHH!I was so relieved to get home. Until we opened the front door and smelled garlic from the lunch we made...

Please. Nausea. Go. Away.
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