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Not My Fault Friday, Nov. 23, 2007 - 6:32 a.m. Thanksgiving turned out to be different this year than I thought it would be, at least for me. I went to sleep late Wednesday night with my clothing all laid out, and my plans to pack the computer and have a good time catching up with everybody and my camera batteries charged so I could take a bunch of pictures and fa la la and fiddle dee dee. Early Thursday morning, I woke up with one of the most profoundly terrible non-migraine headaches and allergy attacks I've had in a year. I slept from one to five in the morning, and my coughing and sneezing spared me no time to sleep. And, dammit, I'd been so CAREFUL. I was watching what I ate so I didn't OD on dairy or carbs, which is what almost always causes a reaction this severe. However, after some sleuthing, I discovered that the people I order my low-carb candy bars from had accidentally sent me a batch of those high-calorie, high-protein, eat these if you want to survive in the wilderness until the rangers find you bars by accident, despite the fact that the packing slip explicitly stated that the entire box had been filled with low-carb bars. Made me cough. Made me sneeze. Do not want. Not my fault. --- So, an alternative Turkey Day strategy was devised. John would go ahead and go see dad and everybody over in Livermore, and I'd stay here and medicate and graze. This worked perfectly. Had I gone, all I would have done was sleep on the couch, and John was able to see everybody without having his silly drowsy slobbering wife to contend with. Husband made a miraculously quick trip to the store before he left for dad's, and so we actually do have some turkey and stuff in the house to cook if I want my own little dinner with the appropriate dishes. What a guy! --- I'm feeling better now, even though I missed everybody there. And I saw something really wonderful on television; a version of Cinderella I'd never even heard of before. It was made in 1957 and Cinderella was played by Julie Andrews. --- From i can has cheezburger?... --- I hope you had a good Thursday, and if you will be out and about doing shopping today, be safe and careful! Have a good Friday! ---
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