Crockpot lasagna: [link]

You can ignore that she makes it gluten-free if you are gluten-full; the recipe works just the same with regular lasagna noodles, according to my mom.

(Also? You really only need to let it cook for 3 hours at most. And I think she leaves out the step of putting sauce between each layer, but I figured that out all on my own like a big girl.)

It is REALLY GOOD. And you don't have to cook the noodles!

these quick changes in barometric pressure are THE DEVIL

Ugh, yes. The Girl and I know when we've both got a migraine at once that it's probably weather-related. Not that that helps.

Crockpot lasagna

That looks SO GOOD. I really have to get a crockpot. I don't know where I'd put it*, but there are dozens of recipes I want to try.

*Sarcastic 'The bathroom?'-type replies is what I'm now expecting.

Time to get the spelt bread out of the breadmaker!

My crockpot is oval (most of them that I see are round), and that makes it so much easier to get the lasagna noodles to fit.

I really need to look through that Web site and try out some more of the recipes.

Hope the Benedryl helps your burgeoning migraine, Teppy. And good luck to Tim's ex's son on his journey.

Seska, I hope you get the relaxation you need so you can be productive.

smonster, I hope your workday goes well, and that your travels are safe and fun.

Dear Students of Pix:

You know you want to meet for class at her house. You'd be able to play with Kaylee, and pet some of the feline companions as well. Plus a relaxed and happy teacher makes for a relaxed and happy classroom experience.

Lots of love, Me

Oh, my god. I think part of me didn't think it would happen, but ex's son and the dog left about 10 minutes ago. He and Tim talked for a while outside after the truck was all loaded up -- I went inside to give them privacy, after I said goodbye. Tim told me that ex's son said Tim is the closest thing he has to a dad. That meant a lot to Tim. He was a little teary-eyed after ex's son left, but he knows it's for the best.

The cats have come out of hiding and are smooshed up next to me.

I'm tempted to go power through a workout at the gym (it is indeed raining, so walking the dog probably won't happen) and THEN come home and nap. I feel like a workout will tire me out even more so that I'll be sure to nap hard.

(And cleaning the bathroom got upgraded from "in theory" to "you MUST clean the toilet before the Board of Health condemns this house.")

Whoo-hoo!

Working from home ftw!

Of course, the lack of a regular paycheck bites the big one. I need to come up with some damned high concept story that'll net a big deal and become a bestseller.

ETA: Yay, Teppy!

Yay, Teppy!

SO glad the house guest is gone, Teppy! And I remember the benedryl advice, because you mentioned it here and I now take it along with my imitrex when I get a migraine and it does help.

OMG, you guys, the production of "Frankenstein" last night was AMAZING. The whole piece is the story of the monster himself, and it starts with almost 10 minutes of him onstage alone. It begins with his "birth," then struggling to gain control over his movements and then finally walking. Completely riveting and physical acting and Cumberbatch nailed it. Just transcendent.

Awesome, Teppy! (fingers crossed for no U-Haul breakdown, or if it does, it's closer to Texas than to Cincinnati.)

Yay smonster for coming to New Orleans tonight! Where are you staying? How long are you gonna be in town, again?

I am so so so burnt out on everything.