Tomorrow is so nauseating

I am doing a cooking demo tomorrow at our local coffee shoppe.

My stomach has been vomit-worthy all damn week.

BarF.

I'm just happy that my ma and sister, and Ella, are coming to watch and root me on.

If I burn down the joint, they will probably help me put out the fire.

After, we are going to SF and having a girls' day. Wellsters needs a new bikini and we are going to go to our favorite bakery and have some cupcakes.

Wonder if they serve tequila there.