(one of) my best-friend's wedding(s)

My good pal, Trish, got married a couple of weekends ago.  Everything was gorgeous and it was a steamy June night out at Lake Quivira Country Club.

The Country Club sits along a lake so, of course, we took pontoons in for our grand entrance.  Everything was going well until I got off the boat to get a glass of wine.

As soon as I took a sip, something didn't feel quite right.

You know that feeling you get right before you barf your brains out? I had that kind of feeling.

We made our way inside and I cooled off a little bit.  It was just about time to eat and the feeling came back except this time, it was for real and it was coming on FAST!

Luckily I made it to the bathroom in time to hang out with my BFF for the night, the toilet.  (Later in the evening I would not be so lucky...)

I felt so much better and thought that I was ready to eat! Puke and rally!!

That idea was short-lived as I found myself in the bathroom more often than not as the night wore on.  I was finally convinced to go home; I apparently looked like death, my hair and make-up were all over the place, I'm sure my breath was horrendous, and I could barely walk because anytime I would stand for more than a minute, I would feel like puking.

I said my good-byes and was making my way down a long staircase when all of the sudden the puking-feeling came over me yet again. 

I tried to make it to the bottom of the staircase in time to where I could at least get outside, but that didn't happen...I puked in my hands and all over my bridesmaids dress!  Not only that, but multiple people watched this happen.  Thankfully there was a trashcan at the bottom of the stairs that I was able to kind-of make it to...and at this point, most of what I was throwing up was water.

I'm sure most of the people that checked on me in the bathroom thought that I was that drunk girl that had too much to drink by 6:00pm, but I'd had one beer prior to puking...  I also got multiple questions about morning sickness.  Um, no. Not preggo yet.  And honestly if morning sickness is like that I don't know if I'm up for it! Puking five times in the matter of two hours is not fun.

Whatever I had was gone by Tuesday, praise the Lord.

Luckily (as far as I know) I was the only one that ended up with the sickness and the bride and groom had a fabulous time; congrats Trish and Dan! Wish I could have enjoyed your reception somewhere other than in the bathroom! :)