Puking and McDonalds

So this morning I was gagging over the smell of my cooking bagel. Jesse kindly offered to eat that and told me to go through McDonalds on my way to school and get something that was not going to make me puke. So I am waiting in the drive-thru line when suddenly I realize..."I am going to vomit." I roll down my window and barf which I am getting pretty good at since getting pregnant. As if that was not embarrassing enough the guy behind me gets out of his car, asks if I am okay, and then offers to drive me home, (umm no thanks creepy guy) and then a lady and her daughter left the store and walked over to my car and asked if I was alright. The whole time I was thinking "You realize you are standing in the splash zone right?" Needless to say my day has been sucky so far.