Today I had an out-of-body experience.
A member of the Bishopric pulled me aside after sacrament meeting and asked me if I would speak in church next week.
My mind said "No."
Followed by a maniacal laugh and a long string of expletives.
My stomach actually got sick.
That "instantly" sick I have only read about, but didn't think existed.
And then, it was like I was floating above my body, (looking at my super-cute new necklace) and watched my traitor mouth tell him "Yes!"
What the crap?
Can I plead temporary insanity or something?
Maybe that is the reason I have gained weight lately too.
Cause traitor mouth waits until I am asleep and heads on down to the fridge for a snacky-snack.
I guess this is what I get for drawing attention to myself with a color-popping accessory like they told me to do in last month's Glamour.
I am going to have diarrhea all week.