
Last night I came home from work, tired but in a good mood,
Foti had a wonderful dinner with wine on the table (thanks to the folks at Epicure), and the boy was fast asleep. Sounds like love and romance, eh? It was until I took my first bite of
churrasco and choked on it! It was stuck in my windpipe and I couldn't reach it with my fingers or cough it up.
Foti saw the look in my eye and jumped up to my rescue and gave me the Heimlich
maneuver, not once but twice until I coughed it up. Holy shit!!! It was the most scary thing that ever happened to me- I was so panicked. My man came to my rescue and for that I thank him! Love you, babes!