Orange Soda

My brother keeps nagging me to update the blog. I tried to explain to him that when I am puking up bile or mixtures complex enough that I can't tell what is what, that it is hard to think of much to say. Puking sucks? Bile is icky? Do you really want to know if I have a preference between cherry and wild berry toaster strudels on the way up (I don't)?

Today I puked up some diet sunkist orange soda. It was like orange flavored bile. Better than plain bile, but not enjoyable, refreshing, or noteworthy enough for a rating. Tonight we are having a chicken taco salad type thing that I do not want to have to review. I love it, but coming up it would be not so great.

I do eat ice cream when Justin does, so obviously this doesn't gross me out. Not exactly related to puking, but something for my brother to watch in this update.

Salami Sandwiches Are Definitely Red

As you may have guessed, I ate a salami sandwich. To be more specific I ate a salami sandwich with swiss cheese on white bread. Luckily I did not add mustard or anything else. Now packaged salami might be okay, but salami was thick sliced salami from a large Costco salami log. It was pretty salty too. I was stupid and had a glass of water not too long after eating my sandwich. Up it all came. Yuck!

This morning I woke up while having a dream about marshmellow Peeps. The dream was about the little yellow chicks, but they come in different forms for various holidays now. While I haven't had any of them this pregnancy, I can tell you from my first pregnancy that these things are NOT the kind of treat you want coming back up. The marshmellow has a way of expanding and filling your throat and mouth as it comes back up. At one point I worried that I was going to choke and wondered if anyone had ever died from puking up a marshmellow peep before. How embarassing! I don't eat them anymore. Kind of sad too, because I used to really like them. They were best when they were just getting a little bit stale. Pregnant or not, those days are over for me.