I was however, able to accomplish the following tasks during my day in the doldrums:
Slept for 3 hours.
Listened to sports talk radio for two hours in bed. Got to rehash the entire game over and over.
Watch part of Oprah's special on pleasing your man.
I started to feel a bit better and attempted to go to my second job. I was promptly sent home for looking to pale. I told my boss that I am just a very white person. I then attempted to dance for her to prove it. Dancing with an upset stomach is in no way a good idea. Besides, my boss is not white and she could see right through my pathetically lame whirlybirds.
I am not sure what is causing my stomach to squeal, but I can give you a rundown of the food I ate this past weekend:
Friday night: Crown Burger - Cheeseburger, fries - lots of fries, soda. While playing games that night - a messload of M&M's, candy bars and more soda.
Saturday - Turkey, mashed potatoes & gravy, sweet potatoes, cinnamon apples, salad, rolls, pie and a bunch of other stuff - and that was just BEFORE the game. That night I had a turkey sandwich and more M&M's.
Sunday - More turkey, a goober-load of clam chowder, three rice-crispee squares and a giant ice cream sunday.
I am not positive, but I have the feeling that my diet this past weekend has something to do with my tummy troubles.