This morning I woke up feeling sick as a dog. I gave the cat her medicine, saw DH off to work and crawled back in bed and slept til noon. At noon, I woke up to throw up. It was great

Then I decided I didn't have time to be sick. I showered, brushed my teeth and cleaned and cut my fruit and made fruit dip for the party I'm going to tonight. I then vacuumed, charged the camera DH got me for X-mas and put together our bar stools we got for X-mas as well. Feeling accomplished, I felt like I deserved a nap. I flipped on the TV and fell asleep. I wake up to I Am Legend, just as Sam, the dog gets infected and I start bawling. As I'm crying for the German Shepard, I hear a loud croaking sound from the kitchen. I jump up and I swear, I almost peed my pants. DH keeps thinking it is fine to put the plants outside and take them in at night, and we keep getting frogs living in them. So now, I am staying out of my kitchen until DH gets home because I'm not going near the frog. I just want him home because I'm so ready to go to dinner and a party. Get me out of this house.
Re: Ready to Party
Well, I can't say I'm feeling my best, but sometimes after I get physically ill, I can pull it together. I hate that I still have morning sickness, but at least it confines itself to mornings and mid-day.
LMAO.
Have a wonderful night!