Great Date Experiment #2 ???

Yeah, so we set out this evening to test drive the Great Date Experiment #2 for our night out together this week, but no sooner did I get in the car than my mouth began to water, and.....well, you how you just know whatever is in your stomach is about to come up? Yeah, that's how I was feeling on our drive to dinner.

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So I'm sitting there in the car, trying hard to at least make it to the restaurant, but I realize the more saliva I try to keep down, the more that just isn't going to happen. "Joey, you're gonna have to pull over."

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Being the diligent husband he is, he whips the car into the next side street, and I open the passenger door, only to hear, "Uh, honey, those people are sitting on their back porch watching you." Complete embarrassment. I pull back into the car, and he whips it around another corner into an abandoned, not-yet-developed neighborhood. Again, opening the side door, the yacking commences.

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Now, I could go into great details, and even thought about posting a picture, but I figured I would lose a lot of readers after that, so let's just say--It hurt, it was the most unpleasant experience I've EVER had throwing up (all pregnancies included), and I was choking on myself. The event ended in tears out of pain and just plain, old utter embarrassment. I have NEVER puked on the side of the road before. Chalk another first up to pregnancy #2.

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As the end of my event was nearing, Joey began to search frantically for something to give me to wipe my mouth. Joey thinks, 'Dang it! I don't have anything...well, there is that old Chick-fil-A tie over there. I've never liked that tie anyway.' "Here honey, use this and toss it." And so I did. Awe, to be the someone that walks up on that pleasantry on the side of the road, only to find a Chick-fil-A tie wadded up nearby. The story they will imagine....

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Needless to say, I was fine after that. I knew I would be. Even went straight to dinner at the Marietta Pizza Co. downing half a salad, a much needed fountain Coke, and a slice of veggie pizza the size of a baseball pendant. Despite the small, "something-squishy" I found between my toes, the rest of the evening was fun, and we even laughed about the whole experience.

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Also needless to mention, Great Date #2 was a bust for the evening, and we must reschedule a do-over because kissing at every red light was just NOT going to happen=)