Not sure it is worth fighting it. I made the most amazing dinner, and I have been sedated and happy ever since. For over two hours, I've just been sitting here digesting, and I'm getting more and more relaxed and sleepy as I do it. I didn't want to write. I just wanted to enjoy my happy tummy feelings.
I went to meet the new botox doctor, as my previous neurologist has left patient practice and gone on to teaching. I'll miss him, but I'm happy for his job change and opportunity to be with his family more. After my migraine treatment, my daughter and I took Dmitri to King Soopers, and that was worth the trip. Little man is enthusiastic and smart and chatty. We had so much fun with him. He helped us each pick out two pumpkins, and I wish you could have seen our two-year-old strong man try to lift them.
The dinner I made is one of my oldest recipes, that translates well to gluten-free. My mother called it "Stewart chicken" after the person who taught it to her. My housemate told me that once she moves out next year, and comes back to visit (at least annually), she will request this for dinner. I think I can swing that. But for tonight, I need to go sleep it off.
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