Weekends are all fun and games until….you get to revisit your Friday night sushi over and over and over again…
Sake to me.
It started out innocently enough at my fave Nashville watering hole, Dalts where I sipped on a few Skinny Pirates.
Typical Friday night date with my Captain.
When it came time to eat, we ventured over to get sushi which couldn’t be consumed without the accompaniment of an assortment of sake, of course.
Sampler platter of sake.
After a taste test of Japan’s finest a self-inflicted photo shoot took place at the sushi bar.
My long arms work wonders for selfies.
Sitting in front of the fresh fish I grew balls, got brave and decided to venture out from my typical sushi roll.
Jaws doesn’t seem so menacing anymore.
I ended up with what looked fish nachos minus the greasy tortilla chips.
Not cooked to perfection.
After sliding the fish down my hatch, I was feeling pretty foxy and quite adventurous giving myself a pat on my non-foodie back.
I went from celebrating something new Friday night…
…to feeling like death warmed over on Saturday.
Waking up suddenly at 4am to be reminded what you had for supper is always so very exciting and fun. Especially when a certain someone just happened to make a bed out of the toilet I so desperately needed to use every 20 minutes.
Not making my worshiping easy.
In between sips of 7Up, mouse size bites of crackers and the recurring need to run to the restroom after any attempt to drink or eat, I wallowed in my mess of a raw fish hangover.
Sushi can suck it.
While feeling ultra sorry for myself on a gorgeous 65 degree Nashville day, my spirits were lifted by my two little Iowa rug rats, sending pics to their dreary old Auntie CBXB.
Ha ha ha Auntie CBXB! Sucks to be you!
Cutest Hawkeye ever.
The rest of my weekend was spent in the way only Tedstar could love…
Napping me back to good health.
I’m sure Ted will keep his paws crossed I get food poisoning more often…
Cheers to a week full of bland food for me!
CBXB
I’m disappointed the saki and captain didn’t kill off any bad food bacteria! Clearly you didn’t have enough to do the job. Also, now is a perfect time to swim suit shop. Once you quit smelling raw shark!
You read my mind! I told my sister this was just the time I wish I was laying out in bikini on the beach somewhere! I was ultra upset that the amounts of alcohol in my bloodstream didn’t thwart off that pesky fish, too. Lesson learned!
I think Ted slipped you something. You can’t trust a cat, just sayin’.
Oh, I’m pretty sure you’re right in Ted slipping me something because my stomach still slightly aches – a week later! That cat just wants me to lay around and do nothing with him. So, I’ve been obliging him all week. And haven’t hated it!
This sounds like a classic case of Münchausen syndrome by proxy. 😦
You’ve hit the nail on the head! 🙂
Hahahaha, oh that Saturday picture is great, sorry. You’re still beautiful, even when your sick though. I like that you blame the fish for your condition and not all the sake and skinny pirate concoctions. People who blame alcohol for anything can suck it! I refuse the sushi and whatever that was that you ate would never touch my lips for sure. You’re a brave woman.
People who blame alcohol for anything can totally suck it! This was all sushi’s fault! I swear. Because I still tasted fish on Monday morning…so YUCK. You’re one smart dude to never eat anything that resembles an all fish nacho. I for one will never be eating anything other than fried rice again. Sake on the other hand is still good with me.
I am sending you a few veggie rolls :). Feel better darling! XOXO 🙂
Oh thank you for the veggie rolls because I will never be eating any sushi more extravagant than that from now on!
Yikes! I hope you didn’t get any spicy rolls or hit that wasabi. If it’s hot going down, it’s hot coming back up!
I avoided the wasabi, so nothing was too hot in reverse – thankfully!
Oh, no! I am so sorry!!! Hope you’re feeling back to your sassy self.
Back in my sassy shoes just this morning. Thank Gawd.
While I normally “like” your posts to let you know I read them, that was just a painful read. The only raw food you should do w booze is oysters and vodka, vodka kills the germies!
Where were you when I needed you and your advice Friday night?!? I have made mental note of the oysters and vodka. Although I may never eat anything raw again in my life. Ever.
LOL! The sushi was fine until it swam back up and into your toilet!
Sake and the Captain just do not mix woman!
Oh the thought of Sake and Captain…and the sushi in the toilet…I was just starting to feel better, too! 🙂 I’m going to skip the sushi from now on.
oh god, that’s awful, I can’t imagine revisiting raw fish, aghhhhhhhhh! I stay away from anything that’s not shrimp, scallops or lobster! Your kitty is so awesome, she knew you needed extra special care!
Jenna
I’m following your lead from now on, Jenna – only shrimp, scallops or lobster for this chick! Kitty cuddles and wallowing in self pity on my couch helped ease me back into health. 🙂