I'd banished this whole morning sickness thing (because after over a month of practice I should be able to do that) for almost a week and I was embracing this second trimester business with open arms -- until seven am yesterday rolls around and my regular morning cereal .... well, yeah.
And so it was back to sipping ginger ale all day (out of a champagne flute no less) and hoping it was a random fluke because nothing was going to get me to cancel date night. You can't cancel on P.F. Chang's, you just can't.
Nine hours later Ben came home and I was ready (I didn't shower but I did put on something other than sweat pants so thats an accomplishment) and determined....
(lots more pictures, delicious food, and a twist on that lace jacket after the jump)