Rocky was sick yesterday. She called me from school asking that I pick her up early. She had gotten sick right in the hallway, right in front of the Vice Principal. Poor thing I thought, how embarrassing.
Not at all. Rocky is a hero to her classmates.. She almost barfed all over the vice principal's shoes. In fact some of the spray probably got on his shiny penny loafers.
I always try to buy the Oompas ice cream when they are nauseous. The ice cream doesn't help or cure them, it just tastes and feels better coming back up than anything else. Rocky wanted Cookies and Cream ice cream yesterday. Normally I would insist on plain vanilla, but she is, after all, the Jr. High Hurling champion so I went to the store and bought her a half gallon of Blue Bunnie Oreo Cookies and Cream.
Note to self: NEVER buy a child with the stomach flu Cookies and Cream ice cream. It comes up looking like diarrhea and it gives the child bragging rights "Hey, I tossed my 'cookies and cream'!"
Why can't she be whiney and pitiful like normal sick children? Needless to say, Rocky spent the day home with me today. I had to run to the store for some groceries and poor sick little Rocky asked me to get her some Dove chocolate.
"Not if you're going to waste it on your Vice Principal's shoes!"
That was just wrong of me, I know, but I couldn't resist it. It was in fact a perfect example of 'bachi', or jinxing myself because now my stomach is starting to feel a little weird and I have a head ache. I picked up some vanilla ice cream, just in case. Yes, I'm a weenie when it comes to stomach sickness. That's one thing in all my 47 years that I have just never gotten used to. The way I see it, if I have to throw up, I may as well enjoy it dang it!
Hmmmm, maybe I should have bought some coffee ice cream instead.
ps: no blueberry pee, phew!