Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Yuck.

Maybe I should call this Hypochondriac's Delight?
The low suseration of the steamer, the smell of Vick's, the tissue boxes, wastebaskets full, cough syrup, fever.....
I am not a hypochondriac, though. Not in any way, shape or form. I hate being ill and this sinusitis business is wearing me right down to a nubbin. After messing about for a week with various home remedies I finally did go to the Doc yesterday. He only chided me mildly for waiting too long. That is part of his standard approach as I have never, in the 20+ years we have doctored with him, gone to see him until the very last moment. The kids nag at me about it.
Himself, on the other hand, starts thinking I'm a bum after I've been ill for more than 2 hours. That's another one of those "say what?" things with males. When he is sick, he is REALLY sick. When I am, I'm sloughing off. *sigh*
I should give up trying to figure him out....

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A hobby cook from the Midwest. Experiments, thoughts, new recipes, maybe even a photo or two... You noticed the pouting little girl with the words superimposed over her face? Growing up in the 60s and 70s the refrain of "there are starving children in [insert current poverty-stricken nation] that would love to have such... etc etc etc." I don't know that anyone actually believed all that but the image of a starving foreign child, holding out a bowl in hopes of being gifted with boiled tongue or green tomato pie, was pretty powerful. I do recall the kind of trouble kids would inevitably be in if they dared to say what most of us thought: "Well, then, send this stuff right on over to those poor, starving [insert country] kids." I don't usually post other people's photos, just my own. If you want to borrow or use one of my photos, I would appreciate your asking first. I usually don't mind but do hate having my work attributed to someone else. By the way, I found the photo of that pouting girl on the web with no attribution. If it's yours? We'll deal, ok? Thanks.
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