Weekend Winks – Sushi’s Revenge

Weekends are all fun and games until….you get to revisit your Friday night sushi over and over and over again…

Sake to me.

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...

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

Sampler platter of sake.

After a taste test of Japan’s finest a self-inflicted photo shoot took place at the sushi bar.

Sake

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.

Gutsy

Jaws doesn’t seem so menacing anymore.

I ended up with what looked fish nachos minus the greasy tortilla chips.

Sushi nachos

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 this...

I went from celebrating something new Friday night…

To this. Sushi can suck it.

…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.

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.

Death warmed over.

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.

Smiley

Ha ha ha Auntie CBXB! Sucks to be you!

Fave Hawkeye

Cutest Hawkeye ever.

The rest of my weekend was spent in the way only Tedstar could love…

Deep in recovery.

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

CBXB!