While my head was in the toilet expelling stomach bile (I know, a lovely morning visual), I noticed that that said toilet needs a good scrubbing. I also noticed that I obviously am far to sick to scrub it myself. Therefore, my husband who recently declared he would love me "in sickness and in health" will be assigned the duty.
Yes, I am sick. The throwing up simply will not cease. Anything that goes in comes right back out. And I cry and whimper, because throwing up is truly the worst feeling in the world. Steven's been great. Cuddling me and rubbing my tummy until I smack his hand away and rush to the toilet. Really, it's a high life we lead. Jealous, much?
So with that said, I will leave you with a pretty picture and hope to get back to the normal blogging grid in the morning.
This one is actually my favorite from the wedding so far :)