Ick.

Dear Stomach Flu,

I don't like you. Not even a little bit.

I haven't thrown up since I was 12. And not only did you break my record, but it happened to be during my first pre-marital counseling class at church on Wednesday. I had to leave class and then make Taylor take me home. I'm sure all those other couples thought I just got nervous or something!

And now I missed two days of work and a dear friend's bachelorette party/personal shower extravaganza. So I'm sad.

...but I did lose three pounds. And I'll take those, but surely I can't keep this flu thing up just to lose weight until August. That just wouldn't be wise.