Lemon juice. A paste of baking soda and cold water. Bactine.

ChiKat, a quick search shows you shouldn't use the ice for more than an hour at a time, reapplying if necessary after the area has warmed up again.

I usually use aloe for my burns.

ChiKat - cover it. It is the air getting to it that makes it hurt. I had a friend that burned his hand - and he wore a latex glove over it for a few days. Kept the air off - so no pain. ( smaller burns can be covered with bandages , of course)

Happy birthday Amiee. A home for your birthday - you must have been very good this year.

Sorry R is not a good friend, askye

Skipping ahead to wave hello from Alabama and the snail-slow modem connection at my mom's house.

Mom is doing better than I expected, as far as holding up under chemo. We won't really know anything about her prognosis for awhile yet. She still manages to exasperate me by having political and cultural views so much more conservative than my own. I feel guilty for being exasperated, what with her being sick and all, but I'm just not going to pretend to agree, for example, that we should have a mole in every mosque in America because they're surely plotting something against us. But I do avoid fighting. I just said, mildly, that I wasn't going to support treating anyone's mosque in a way I wouldn't want my church to be treated. Her reply. "Well. You're of a different generation."

Anyway. It's a rough visit in some ways, but not as tough as I'd expected.

On a lighter note, Annabel was resisting being put into pajamas tonight, and I had to sort of pin her loosely with my legs to keep her from running away. She flung herself against me, crying, "No! No! My freedom! My FREEEEDOMMMM!" (I had no idea she even knew that word.) My reply: "Sorry, William Wallace. I'll be your English oppressor this evening."

I see someone needs to have a chat with Rudy Guiliani. He'll set her straight.

Context for people not in Natter - we were discussing this old gem of Rudy's today:

"Freedom is not a concept in which people can do anything they want, be anything they can be. Freedom is about authority. Freedom is about the willingness of every single human being to cede to lawful authority a great deal of discretion about what you do."

"You can take away my binkie, but you'l never take ... my FREEEEEDDDDOOOOOMMMM!!!"

Birthday dinner was most excellent. Grilled salmon with a lobster dill sauce, mashed potatoes, and steamed broccoli. Follwed up by a vanilla soft-serve cone dipped in cherry. Mmmmmmmm

this old gem of Rudy's

Why, how very 1984 of him.

Heh. Scary batch of presidential candidates the GOP is fielding, I must say.

Re-cloaking because I keep getting booted off the modem. I've been spoiled by the cable modem. But I miss Seattle weather even more than I miss my high-speed mostly-reliable net connection. It's been above 100 every day we've been here....

She flung herself against me, crying, "No! No! My freedom! My FREEEEDOMMMM!"

Heh. Annabel just made me laugh while drinking water. My newly washed nasal cavity thanks her.