For the past few weeks/months I have been craving steak. So when one of my friends suggested we get together for dinner, The KegSteakhouse seemed like a good choice. When I was last there I tried a mini creme brulee and enjoyed it. So when I was there on Thursday I ordered a full size one.
And for a while I was good. A little over stuffed but good.
Until I went to bed.
I don’t know if it was the shift from vertical to horizontal but my stomach started talking to me … loudly. At one point I thought I was re-enacting that scene from Alien where the alien pops out.
Of course I don’t stock things like Pepto or Tums so I gathered what strength I had and warmed up my magic bean bag.
I spent the night curled around it.
Yesterday morning I could not straighten up without pain so I took the day off and hobbled around the house. Eventually the pain subsided but the bloat is taking it’s own sweet time to go away.
I still have a little bloat this morning which I am going to possibly irritate by going to an all you can eat sushi lunch. I would cancel but since this lunch has been rescheduled twice already I feel like I should just take one for the team.
Here’s hoping that I don’t make things any worst.
For the record, I am totally blaming the creme brulee for my troubles.