Grossness

Today was just an all around disgusting and annoying day. It started off with Maisie waking me up every couple hours to eat. Then while she is eating, she decides it is her life mission to pick off one of my moles (which hurts pretty bad with that little pincher grasp of hers). We got a bit of packing done, then headed out to have dinner with a friend (Ursula) before she leaves for Mongolia. While at the delicious sushi restaurant, Maisie chokes on a biscuit (freaking me out a bit) and begins throwing up everywhere, all over herself, Justin, and myself. Then the food is served and I smell vomit for the remainder of our time at the restaurant. I wanted to take a shower and burn my clothes as soon as I got home. Sick. I topped the night off by adjusting my hair (while using the toilette) and having my hair clip fall right in. Splash. Praise Jesus it was just #1! I decided I had dealt with enough nastiness for one day and I would say goodbye forever to the hair clip. But it didn’t flush. So yes, I went in for it. Sick and wrong. My day was just sick and wrong.