Well, things are better. I decided that my problems were probably due to a blockage somewhere, so before bed I took a couple of generic dulcolax left over from a procedure a few years ago. At 8am, I woke up to a strange feeling of released pressure in my abdomen. An hour later, I got up to pee. 5 minutes after that, I made a mad dash to the bathroom in record time. FREEEEEEEEEDOOOOOMMMMM!!!!
Well, not freedom for ME. Though I feel ALOT better, I stayed in pjs and not more than 20 feet from my bathroom until around 4:30, when I cautiously decided enough was enough. We were out of all fresh food and Sadie was going bonkers after being cooped up for weeks on end. I got through the dog park, made a mad rush to the bathroom at the farmer’s market, and then managed to get through all my shopping without incident. AND NOW WE HAVE GOOD HEALTHY FOOD TO EAT AGAIN! THE END!
THUS ENDS THE SAGA OF MY TUMMY TROUBLES AND BATHROOM WOES!!!!
Peeeecture update!
All the knitted gifts went over really well.
slippers for my parents, pre-felting
my brother and his girlfriend, sporting their cool black knits (I made her headband, not the pants) As soon as she put on the headband, she took a looooong sniff. “how did you get this to SMELL so good???” thank you, Soak!!!
We froze our asses of on new years eve, walking around downtown, listening to the Clarks, and watching fireworks
And Sadie got plenty of good food. That she had to earn, of course.
Note my parent’s tree in the background. For as far back as I can remember, my mother always used gold colored lights on the tree. EVERY. YEAR. This year, they decided to go red for a change.
I called it “the murder tree.”
I suspect they’ll go back to gold next year.
I didn’t get nearly as much time to knit as I thought (ain’t it always the case). I have one FO and one nearly FO, but no pictures to show for it. Maybe later.
Annnnnnd on a final note, I just called and found out I do NOT have to show up for jury duty tomorrow! w00t! SUCK, IT JURORS #1 THROUGH #98!!!!
Another way to get all the fiber yummies to smell good–Lavender sachets. I always keep a couple in the knitting bag, and I toss one in each washcloth order. I think half the time that’s the treat part for the soapers I work with on the washcloths.
When I read the above comment, all I could think of was why she was putting her fiberous foods in her knitting bag with a lavender sachet… I can only hope by fiber yummies, she means the fibers you knit with? Ha, it was good for a smile, though!
Glad to hear your belching problem is better.
What a relief! Now that it’s over I have to say, the only thing that could have made that story any better is a little anal sex. And maybe a touch of spinning for the truly kinky.
I must say, the burping and farting in our household has gotten a little out of hand now that both of us are over 35. It’s all downhill from here, dear, into a smelly abyss of old-aged wind and indigestion. What, my body suddenly forgot after all these years how to process garlic? Apparently so.
funny…I actually COULD have added one of those things to the story.
you guess which!!!
Please tell me spinning means the act of creating yarn. PLEASE tell me that is so.
Knowing how kinky you are, I’m going to say spinning.
I would like some cheesecake now, please. And more pictures.
Is it just me, or is Kev’s parka a little girly? Kinda purply and fur-trimmed… (and you can totally tell him I said that, just to fuck with him).
Also, considering the dulcolax-instigated body rumblings, I’m guessing it was spinning rather than buttsecks.
it’s a ll bean down filled number, that’s actually a manly dark red. the fur thing is kind of funny - it is removable, though. I tried insisting that he take it off so I could wrap it around my cold nose, but he thought that might look silly. pft! men!
also, my parents ridiculed us for having super warm coats, because who needs superwarm coats in Atlanta?
PEOPLE IN ATLANTA WHO HAVE RELATIVES IN PITTSBURGH, THAT’S WHO!!! who’s laughing now????
I wasn’t immediately sure what Pandora was talking about either. I guess you’d want the fiber to smell real good to cover up all that gas.