Cooties, a tattletale and tea

I came to work and threw up twice yesterday before having enough sense to go home.  Scott's on vacation and I didn't want to leave them short-handed, but there are limits.  I drove home, swerving and confused and fell out when I got home.  When Alex got home, he ""took care of me"" by making me get out of bed and stay in the living room watching tv where he could see me and get me beverages.  He even passed on going out to dinner so he could stay with me.  I sweated and complained and had some soup.  My tummy doesn't like 99cent store soup.

Because Scott is on vacation, the bosses order lunch for the whole office so we're all here.  I hadn't eaten anything that stayed down since Sunday.  I was gonna have a sandwich and chips, but Kristina tattled long distance and then gave Mama my cell number so she could yell at me at work.  Just as I was about to get the first chip, I answer the phone and Mama says, ""Put down that pork chop."" Crackers for me.  

I decided I'd had enough Sprite and Gatorade and went for my tea stash.  The office's new coffee pot is hooked up to the water filtration system, has 3 warmers and a thingee just for hot water. Cranberry Apple Zinger tea is delicious.  I used to heat up my cup in the microwave, bring it back to my desk and add the tea bag.  Usually I'd forget to add the tea bag and have a glass of room temperature water but the time I remembered I wanted tea. Instead, I have just finished my nice, warm tea while typing this blog.