Mortaine’s Blog

I just started reading The Reptile Room (the second book in the series of Unfortunate Events). And just this minute I woke up from a nap and realized that the children have gone to live with their uncle, a herpetologist who focuses on snakes. Like… pythons.

Yes, indeed, children. That would be Uncle Monty’s Python.

*groan*

Last night, I made myself home-made pasta sauce and put a take-and-bake loaf of bread in the oven and some spaghetti in the cooker.

And then I checked LiveJournal. So my bread was a little extra-crunchy and my pasta was waaay over-done. I could have wept– the sauce was really special, and I ruined it with everything else. Sigh.

When I got the bellyache, I just figured the overdone pasta was the culprit. My body “purged” itself of its contents (er… not in the stick-a-finger-down-your-throat way) and I went to bed at about 9:30, feeling kind of cruddy, hot, and thirsty (but I’d had 4 glasses of water with dinner, so I knew I wasn’t thirsty).

I woke up at about 5 this morning to go to the bathroom, thankful that the intestinal distress hadn’t continued past 10:00. When I got up, I realized my body was covered in a light layer of sweat. As I got back to bed, it occurs to me that this is exactly what my body feels like after it’s just broken a fever. So my indigestion last night wasn’t just bad pasta– I must have been running a low-grade fever to boot.

So I turned off the alarm and went back to sleep. I will run today, just not with the team, so I have a chance of letting my body heal before I subject it to more running (I’m having a lot of pain when I run lately, and really need those new shoes to come in soon).

I crocheted a purse out of microfiber acrylic yarn last week. Today I found a good button for it and sewed in the ribbon I bought for it. I kind of wanted to put in a lining, but that didn’t work, so it’s going to remain unlined.

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