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[04 Aug 2006|08:05pm] |
I was having a fairly good day until around 1:30, when cramps and digestive problems hit me like a brick wall. I spent twenty minutes in the restroom, digging my nails into the toilet paper roll, breaking a sweat from the pain, only to come out for five minutes, take a small sip of water, (water!) and then return for another painful, gut-wrenching twenty minutes after which my boss told me to get the hell out of there and feel better. I'm home now, with my lapop and heating pad.
My husband baked today (!) He made fudge brownies with a chocolate-berry glaze. He also made some lanterns for our kitchen, which I'll post a pic of as soon as the pain meds kick in. Our house is kind-of.. Mad Tea Party meets Old World style. Nothing goes together, but somehow it all goes together, you know? I like it. When people come over for the first time, they always say 'this place is so you guys', and it is. We don't own a single piece of new furniture. Most of it is from thrift stores or vintage resale shops. I recommended one of them to a friend of mine when she was looking for furniture, and she actually told me that she 'didn't even want to sit down' on the furniture there. I thought to myself, 'hell, I hate to break it to you, but you've been sitting on it here for over six months!'
*lol*
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