what an ab workout

here's a first -- i'm updating my blog after only a few days. definitely hasn't happened before.

second -- i feel like i should again stress how awesome my sister date was on friday night. it's so fun because i sometimes feel like i have been waiting ever since i was 7 years old for my sisters to grow up. does that make sense? i guess when you are 6 1/2 years older than one sister and 9 years older than the other you always feel like the "old" one. which don't get me wrong, has been awesome. but at the same time i think i've always waited for the time when the three of us can hang out and really all enjoy it and just be sisters. and on friday night i thought, 'gosh, here we are, just hanging out. being sisters.' it was just really nice.

and now thirdly - the ab workout.
you may remember how joyful i was on the last post because i was smack dab in the middle of my surprise five day weekend. well the happiness did not last long after that post. i woke up on sunday morning feeling a bit sick but thought it was only because i was hungry -- i had eaten at panera the day before and kind of had the late lunch/early dinner deal so i didn't put too much to my sickness. on my way out of the house for church i didn't eat anything because i was running short on time and just figured i'd eat afterwards. well, i got to church and while we were singing found that suddenly this wave of sickness hit me. i sat down but soon found that wasn't even enough. i quickly went to the bathroom and nearly passed out. i thankfully did not throw up at this point but all that went through my mind at this point was how was i going to get home? i finally mustered up the courage to leave the bathroom -- looking extra stellar i might add since my face was ghostly white and my hair was matted to my face with sweat. i went back into the sanctuary, got my stuff and then promptly left. i made it home and proceeded to lay down on my bed. it took me a good thirty minutes to muster up the strength to just change clothes at this point. it was around this time that my "ab workout" began if you catch my drift. i then made my way downstairs to the couch where a bathroom would be even closer and found myself pretty much glued to the couch for the next two days. luckily my mom was nearby -- she came and took care of me for a little bit. and then when melissa and maria got home they were awesome -- i think melissa's quote was, "sorry that we keep just looking at you. it's like a car wreck -- you can't help but just stare at it."

yesterday was much better -- i didn't throw up at all but every time i stood up i thought i was going to die. my abs and back hurt so much from all my throwing up the day before that i wasn't quite sure i would ever stand up straight again. (update -- i'm feeling much better today, i think my posture will be fine). sidenote: i don't know if this is how everyone gets but my least favorite part about throwing up is not necessarily the actual process of it -- i mean don't get me wrong, i hate throwing up -- but i get this ridiculous naseous feeling for about an hour before actually throwing up. it's that feeling that i hate.

and so here i am back at school after my surprise five day weekend which turned out to be more like a three day weekend and two days of death.