This girl has been poorly. We are on Day Two of the vomits. I suspect its an over-indulgence in Gluten.
Since our UK trip we have slackened right off. It was just too hard, while travelling, and she's been resistant to gluten free food, plus she seemed OK. But it takes time to build up in her system doesn't it? We should know by now that if Miss Fab has too much "gloot" {as Dash calls it} then we pay the piper.
It has happened before, but I guess we didn't learn. This time, she swears, "No more gluten for me again, ever!" In the meantime we keep the bucket close and she lays on the couch and we wait for it to pass, so we can get back to doing all the things that need to be done, going all the places that need to be gone.
Yesterday she wouldn't let me out of her sight, so we sat together and watched movies, until finally she slept.
While she was sleeping, I got busy and upcycled my wooden chest...
From uninteresting yellow pine...
...to fresh white tongue-and-groove glory.
I love white-painted-wood {now I just have to convince my husband to let me loose on the kitchen...}
In the meantime, my newly-decorated pretty white chest is a very handy resting place for the puke-bucket.
Fab.
♥
{P.S. What I want to do to my kitchen, just for starters...}
