Damn you, greasy chips.

I guess we've been eating at home a lot lately. I like it that way, mind you, because I am cheap...when it comes to food. (As Hubby points out, I am not cheap when it comes to shopping. But I think he was just venting b/c I won't let him get a 3D TV.) Anyhoo, we went out to a restaurant after Good Friday service. Chili's. MMMmmm. Now, the only thing I really ever get at Chili's is the chips and salsa because A.) It's my favorite food and B.) I can be filled up on just that.

Since Chili's, however, I've had the most massively annoying stomach ache in the WORLD. I'm used to stomach aches. My stomach, in fact, despises me and all I stand for unless I'm pretty much eating grass. It has already taken my ability to eat Indian or Chinese food. I guess I haven't introduced it to greasy foods in a while, because since before I left the restaurant, my tummy has been screaming WHAT THE HELL!? Hence why I'm up and coherent at 8 am on a Saturday...grrr....

I woke up at about 6. Took 3 extra-strength TUMS (they sit on my bedside...did I mention I get stomach aches a lot?) Stayed awake for an hour and a half. Got out of bed. I planned on going shopping today, but unless the stomach is appeased, it doesn't really look like it's going to happen. I've been eye-ing those floor-length maxi dresses at Target for like 2 months now! And I need shorts for work! And Old Navy has five dollar, yes FIVE FREAKIN' DOLLAR polos for TODAY ONLY!! ARG!!!