Projectile Vomiting at Cracker Barrel

This week's Manic Monday word is Wet. For more Manic Monday info, don't forget to visit Morgen.

I haven't done Manic Monday in awhile, but I thought this would be a good day to give it a shot since I had the perfect incident for Wet. Anyone who follows me on Facebook or Twitter might know a little bit about this incident.

I have been craving Cracker Barrel pancakes for weeks! Last month, we were planning to go get pancakes on my birthday, but my son decided to have a fever that weekend, so we couldn't go anywhere. We rescheduled for this last Friday because Eric was off work and the kids were on Spring Break.

We woke up on Friday morning and headed to Cracker Barrel. We walked in, sat down, and I asked Georgia "Do you want pancakes?" Georgia turned, looked at me and threw up all over me. Everyone's first reaction when I tell them this story is "Oh, poor Georgia." My first reaction was, "You have GOT to be fucking kidding me!!"

I immediately pulled her to me so the waves of puke would just go on me and not everywhere else. Unfortunately, the woman next to me was directly in my line of vision, and at Georgia's first gag, she put her hand to her mouth, and I thought she was going to toss her cookies, too. I figured I had better get Georgia out of there as quickly as possible, so I scooped her up and carried her out of the restaurant as quickly as I could. I thought I was being subtle, but the wet clomping of my shoe proved otherwise, and I knew I was leaving a trail of throw-up as I walked out of Cracker Barrel. Plus, Georgia threw up on me two more times on the way out the door, leaving me completely wet and covered with throw-up.

And here is the really annoying part. After we got home, she was FINE! Never had another incident, and acted perfectly normal! She just had to be sick at the one time we were getting pancakes - something I had wanted for weeks. Then she was fine. Can you tell that I'm still a little bitter?

Twitter Schizophrenia

I am now making it a point to blog more often! I think my problem is I've become addicted to social networking. It's hard to blog, when you can post mini blogs on Twitter and Facebook 100 times a day. Not only do I have a Facebook and MySpace account, but I have two accounts on Twitter. That's right, because one Twitter account just wasn't enough for me.

I would seriously like to know what happened that Twitter just so suddenly exploded in popularity. Seriously! WTF happened?!!! I have had a Twitter account for almost a year, and the only followers/followees I had were my workmates. Twitter seemed perfect because my workmates are anywhere from Albuquerque to New York to Jerusalem, so tweets seemed a great thing. Then, my blogging friends found Twitter. Then my Goo friends found Twitter.

I already had an issue of my worlds colliding on Facebook. It's a little hard to be yourself when your Facebook friends consist of the CEO of your company, your ex-boyfriend from high school, your husband, and your best friends who know all your secrets. In addition, I'm the Teen Program Coordinator at WikiAnswers.com, so I'm also followed by several teens. Dude! I'm afraid to say anything. God forbid I should slip and say the "F" word!

Twitter was getting just as bad. My Neila222 persona was feeling a little bit stifled, so I decided to break out with my alter ego, BlondieGoo. The difference is that Neila222 posts things like "I just got tickets to The Fray concert." BlondieGoo posts things like "Who do I have to blow to get good tickets?" You see the difference. So feel free to follow me on Twitter. I'll let you decide which of my personalities you would like to follow - mild or wild.

I soooo can't believe I'm doing this!!

I signed up for a Whole Foods Cleanse. It starts next week, and once it does, I will be on here giving you a blow-by-blow of how it goes. It was recommended by my Hypnotherapist and Holistic Foods Nutritionist. It's a 21-day cleanse. The first week, you just eat fruits and veggies, and nothing else. The second week, you add in grains. The third week . . . well, I'm not sure about the third week because we have to see if I can get past the first two weeks.

Okay, this is going to be a great health benefit, and a wonderful way to kick-start my weight loss since I have a 20-year class reunion (!!!) coming up next year! I really think I can do it except for one minor problem. No. Coffee. Dude! I don't quite know how I'm going to handle this. There are supposed to be three people available all the time if you need support. This is seriously going to be like I'm in AA. I can see myself in line at Starbucks, calling my hypnotherapist. "Kelly, help me! I just ordered a white mocha and I'm about to drink it." I'm trying to look on the bright side. If I can do this, I can do anything, right?! I certainly hope so!

Child Friendly Activities

I need to get back in mommy mode. I used to take the kids to Gymboree, Wonderscope, all the fun stuff. Today, Eric is with Eli at the NCAA tournament, so I decided to take Georgia to do something fun. You know what we did? We went and sat outside on the patio at Starbucks because it was such a nice day.

Yes, for mother-daughter bonding time, I took my 3-year-old to Starbucks! Dude! What is wrong with me? You know what's even worse? She had a great time!! That's right, most 3-year-old's need toys or a park to have a good time. But take my daughter to Starbucks and give her a vanilla milk, and she's good to go. I guess as long as she's not asking for espresso shots, I shouldn't complain.