Sick People & Reading

Conceal a flaw, and the world will imag­ine the worst.
–Mar­cus Valerius Martialis

That, bet­ter than any­thing, describes my own pol­i­cy of being aggres­sive­ly honest—especially about things that oth­er peo­ple might try to use against me. It’s not pos­si­ble to threat­en some­one with the release of infor­ma­tion they, them­selves, have already acknowledged.

We need a recipe for dev­iled eggs that does­n’t involve pick­les. Pick­les are icky. I guess I should call Mom and ask her for her recipe.

I have a cold. And I went up on one of my meds last night as instruct­ed, but I don’t plan to take that dose again. I was trapped in a weird hyp­n­a­gog­ic state this morn­ing that was very dis­turb­ing. I knew I was awake, but I kept slid­ing back to the sor­ta-dreams. sam­bear actu­al­ly fixed me a cup of cof­fee to help me snap out of it. I don’t real­ly like reg­u­lar cof­fee, and I’ve been off caf­feine for the last week or two by pref­er­ence. It was worth drink­ing today, though.

He’s been try­ing to find the decaf ver­sion of Suisse Mocha for me so that I can still have my com­fort drink in the morn­ing, but no luck so far. I’m tempt­ed to drink the reg­u­lar kind right now just because warm stuff feels good on my throat. (Edit: We can find the decaf kind with aspar­tame, but that gives me migraines so it’s verboten.)

shad­owkatt is very itchy and has slathered so much cor­ti­sone cream all over her­self that I think we need to brave the stores to get anoth­er tube or two. She’s a bit dopey from the Benadryl, too. Hope­ful­ly, the Medrol will kick in soon.

Obvi­ous­ly, no vis­it to the nephew today. Or tomor­row, most likely.

curiousmay9 ‘s birth­day gifts of Cordeli­a’s Hon­or and Miles Errant have served their pur­pos­es well. I haven’t read any Bujold in years, and had already read the first half of each book when they were pub­lished under oth­er names in the past—but I’m hooked. This is the first fic­tion I’ve enjoyed in a bit. Now I want to go raid her shelves for the rest of the series. NOW. Because I’m near­ly done with Miles Errant and don’t want to run out of books.

Cyn is Rick's wife, Katie's Mom, and Esther & Oliver's Mémé. She's also a professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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