esterday was July 4th, so Andrew and I were both off from work. We ended up spending the day with Frank and Erin at their house. I headed over to Andrew's around 12:30 and we got over to Frank and Erin's at about 1:30-ish...I was thinking we would eat a late lunch, so I had had breakfast, and that's it. *But* we didn't eat until around 6:30. By that time, I had a massive headache, was nauseated and, even though I knew I needed to eat something, the last thing I wanted to do was have smoked Boston butt and pasta salad... fortunately, the heat and food did everyone in, and we left around 8. I crashed on Andrew's bed and took a nap before I headed home. I feel silly insisting that I need to eat something-- I feel like people will look at me and go, "Sure, you NEED to eat!", but really--sometimes, my blood sugar just bottoms out (especially if I have something like cereal at breakfast) and there's a fine line between, "I could eat" and "OHMYGOSHIAMSOSICK!". Guess it's back to packing crackers and granola bars for me :)
What did YOU do for the Fourth?
{ 205 Days to Go :) }
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