My 22nd birthday.

Well Saturday was the big day. I turned a whoppin' 2-2. I can't believe I'm that old! But I still feel pretty dang young. weird. 


*fair warning this post is graphic*

THE GOOD
+friday night side saddlin at texas roadhouse wuth my sis in law  and bday twin McKell . (everyone thought we were really twins. there's only five years between us. nbd.)
+late night bday eve clean/jam session to twisted sister and Bon Jovi (have i mentioned NAte has some wicked air guitar skills? welll, he does.)
+midnight run to keep us young and alive
+morning walk to Bert's for a scrumptious breakfast. 
+Nate getting me a cross fit membership for my birthday!! That was the one thing I wanted. I'm SO excited!!
+going to the Aquarium and seeing real life sharks and penguins. (call me a nerd but i loved it.)

THE BAD
+the aquarium was PACKED. literally. and we just happened to be the lucky ones behind 3 smelly teenage boys whose odor was literally making me nauseous.
+getting all sweaty and red faced at the aquarium wondering why it was so HOT in there
+feeling too clausterphopic to even stop and get a picture. (very unlike me)
+sitting in costco on a patio ldisplay trying to not throw up while I waited for nate to get the essentials.
+a little girl randomly came and sat by me. I know she wanted to talk but I was afraid if I said anything I would lose it all.
+finally Nate comes back and i tell him I don't dare stand up
+he reassures me its fine and once we get to the car we can just head home (this was the worst part of all because I had been looking forward to spending the rest of my bday shopping my heart out for.. like.. months)
THE UGLY
+I slowly stand up from the patio display and my head gets all fuzzy.
+I tell nate we need to hurry fast to the car. he knew what this meant and abandoned the cart and walked the fastest I've ever seen him walk.
+we get to the electronic display at the front of the store and right as I thought I had made it, that terrible feeling starts in my throat and I look at Nate all panicky and he says "Garbage!" real loud as he points to a big ole garbage can only a few steps away.

And that's when it happened. EVERYTHING I had eaten that day (even my favorite Texas roadhouse leftovers) right into the garbage can.Violently. People all around. The cellphone guy right behind me. Listening to those dreadful sounds no one can handle hearing without wanting to lose their lunch.But I was actually losing mine. It was terrible.
 It felt like it went on and on.
 Finally I dared look up and Nate- the biggest saint I've ever known just grabs my hand and walks with me quickly to the car.
I couldn't believe it.
ME. a new 22 year old just ralphed in Costco. who does that? I thought there was no way it could get worse.
But it did.
We were still in Draper and had to drive all the way back to Brigham.
Nate had to stop in intervals of about 20 miles the whole way home just so I could keep my car mats clean. gross.
Needless to say, the night didn't end as planned. No shopping. No bday dinner. No cake.
But honestly it was okay because I probably felt more love being a little sickly throwing up uncontrollably than I would have by being a spoiled b-day girl.
Nate literally waited on me hand and foot and made sure I was okay.My mom even made me a rice pack because my back was KILLinG me.How did i get so lucky?
All in all, it ended up being alright and today I'm feeling a lot  more like myself so that's good news.
And nate has already planned my "re-birthday" shopping and dinner for this weekend.  I love him.