I almost died today...

So, as many of you already know, I'm going to Italy in a matter of days!!! I decided to do some shopping to prepare for the trip...

After a trip to Ross, I went to Target. I started out fine. After some deliberation, I picked a nice duffle bag for my trip. Then, it was the travel-sized-things aisle. In the midst of filling my basket, I started choking on my own spit. Couple this with having a bit of a sore throat, and it becomes a near-death experience. I excused myself to some inconspicuous corner of Target and started gasping for air that wasn't there. Finally, I got some respite, and I literally made a huge gasp for air, only yielding a little air. I did a few more of those pathetic gaspy things. All the while, this target worker comes to the vicinity, looking like he's doing something productive but probably really making sure I'm not about to die. Finally, I catch enough breath to start breathing a little. At this point, my eyes are totally watering, my face is probably red, and I'm still kinda gasping. The target worker and this random woman seem really concerned... "Are you okay, ma'am?" "Honey, what happened?" "I'm fine - I just choked on my spit" I say with a weak, broken, gaspy voice, tears still in my eyes. Worker: "Dude, I totally know what you're talking about. I was in the bathroom for like 10 minutes earlier today doing exactly what you were doing!" Lady: "Girl, don't make me laugh, or I'll start choking too!... I did that earlier this week!" They continued to express their well wishes. I felt embarrassed but also like I was in a support group of people who choke on their spit while going about daily activities. After my near-death experience, I figured that was a good indication to leave. Lots of money and fun travel stuff later, I went home.

Will post on Jenna's wedding soon... hopefully with pictures! Look at me being all high-tech!