Simon ,'Out Of Gas'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
It is my Lyrica. My doc has said, in the past, that I can try tapering off to see if the nerve pain comes back or not. Last time I tapered, the pain came back so I went back to my standard dose. Thus time I just screwed up, but no nerve pain so far.
Oh, yeah, you'll have withdrawal symptoms with Lyrica.
Yeah. I'm discovering that. I should send an email to my doc to see how long it should take to quit feeling like shit.
Depending on the dosage you were taking, it could be longer than a week.
Even I like baba ghanoush!
I found Avengers-themed popsicles. They taste like popsicles. And Heroism.
The new friends who are coming over tomorrow for my birthday are not communicating with me. I don't know when they plan to arrive, or whether they're bringing food or if I should have food for them. M. asked me to remind her at lunch (she forgets what day it is) so I guess we're getting together in the after-lunch portion of the day, but otherwise I feel rather adrift.
Wow Consuela--scary and exciting!
Wow, that'll really be a new kitchen!
Woo, Burrell, go you! I do not like baba ghanoush myself, except on very rare occasions when can only assume whoever made it did some kind of magic to make it tasty, so in my head you have done magic. Wooden spoon with shiny ribbon sticker!
Demo is so scary and it makes you realize "Hey, my house is not an inviolable fortress. It's just a box made out of some stuff."
Speaking of renovation--they installed our shower door on Sunday and I took my first shower in it this morning. AND IT WAS FUCKING GREAT.
Yay Scrappy! I am happy for you!
Yay!
I have most of breakfast made, and lunch for tomorrow. Flan is chillin' in the fridge, but I have little confidence in it. I should probably go ahead and make lunch for the day after tomorrow, then I won't have any cooking hanging over me tomorrow. I'll still need to poach an egg Wednesday morning, but I don't really see a way around that.
I am home, despite a 45 min flight delay and only one lane open on 95n. Cabbie took a back way and I tipped him extra knowing I was his last fare and he had to go home the same way.
My house smells like cat box from being 80 10 days. And one of the cats barfed on my bed and only my bed. Several times. And I have to go to work tomorrow. Not unpacking clothes, just toiletries.
Oof.
Well that sounds like quite a homecoming. Still, glad you made it.
Serious Eats told me how to store poached eggs for later, so I am trying that.
Ugh sarameg, not the greatest welcome home