it's not where i am, it's who i'm with

I'd like to formally apologize to all the BYU students dining at Tucano's last night. If Madelyn had made the announcement two minutes earlier that she was going to "choke," we probably would have made it to the bathroom in time. Instead we rushed away from our table, got stuck behind a server, only to have her throw up all over the floor next to your table. To the lady that had her back to us, who literally had to hold her husband's head forward so he wouldn't see the mess, then duplicate the problem, I'm sorry about the throw up on your chair, and your purse.

I'm also sorry for the birthday celebration that was ruined by round two of vomit. We really were on our way to the bathroom, but your birthday-drum-song distracted Maddie, and caused her to go your direction, rather than to the bathroom.

And last, but not least, I'd like to apologize for the hundred-plus expensive dinners that were ruined by four, on the way to the bathroom, vomits. I cannot even imagine the stories that are being told today...or the amount of cleanup that it took to sanitize that floor. I'm sorry I walked away, but I had no other choice, there was much more puke potential. Don't worry, I got mine too - when Ella started the whole process again at home.

Yuck.