My allergies are kicking in and I'm sneezing like mad. Tomorrow I have to go in for a minor outpatient procedure/treatment, first in a series*. The GI ick continues, although much better than it was before. What the hell ride am I on? Whatever it is, I want to get off. NOW.
On a happier note, our 14 & 1/2-year-old blender, a wedding gift, died in the middle of making banana-mango smoothies yesterday. OK, that wasn't very happy; that was really frustrating. (And messy.) Here's the happy part: today I got a new one. New kitchen toy. Whoot.
*It's nothing serious, so don't be concerned. And no, I am not going to tell you what it is, because that's entirely TMI.
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