Today is supposed to be Totally Awkward Tuesday, which I had not planned ahead for, but for which I was going to type up a post yesterday (we have intermittent wireless internet that we are "borrowing" from a neighbor with unsecured wireless - we'll get our own inernet connection in two days.)
Anyway, I was planning to type up something yesterday, and I had thought of the story and everything, and then I ate a leftover quesadilla for lunch... a leftover quesadilla that I had accidentally left in the car for an hour and a half the night before but that I figured would be fine. And then I got violently ill. So I ended up laying in bed and whining most of the day, with periodic episodes of sitting with my head over the toilet. It was awesome.
I can't even remember what story I was going to share for TAT, so instead I'm offering this explanation as to why today isn't as awkward as normal. Feel free to be awkward amongst yourselves, though. In the meantime, I'll be here... finding out whether or not I can keep down half a glass of 7up. Wish me luck!