A NEW BEGINNING...

So today is December 1 and it occurred to me to start writing my blog again. I'm feeling particularly honest today and confession is good for the soul.

I have my keyboard -bluetooth on, my iPad, my TV tray, my bowl of byerlys wild rice soup, a glass of chocolate milk and inspiration. I'm ready. 

There will be one person for sure, at least I think so, who will read this. Everyone else has pretty much abandoned it because I did not write. I love ya Reina. Thanks for not giving up on me.

I love wild rice soup. It's one of my comfort foods. I discovered it when I was first married and have loved it ever since. It's one of those tasty delights that leaves you wanting to lick the bowl to get every last drop of good. I often do it and plan on doing it shortly. Mmmm. Smooth creamy texture and those crunchy distinctive wild rice nuggets are a heavenly concoction. Ham and carrots round out the and fill in the taste gaps.

My dog is a wonderful teacher and I a diligent student. I took off my glasses and got my tongue into action with the bowl. I licked that sucker clean and made the dog proud. Thankfully with glasses off I didn't see the disdain from my daughter, it was just a blurred sense of it. Tough luck. She was just jealous of my taste bud orgy.

I don't feel well today or yesterday for that matter. I woke up from a horrible night of bad dreams and  poor sleep. My face hurt, my eyes were bulging and everything hurt. I strongly suspected a sinus infection. Tylenol dulled it a little, and I was able to get the day off work. After a thorough search, I was able to get an appointment in the clinic where my daughter works. It was fun to see all the people I've heard about. Doctor diagnosed viral sinusitis and said take some flonase and keep hydrated and rest. Whoop de doo. No miracle drugs for me.

 Fast forward to today. Called in sick. Slept late. Head still hurts. Face. Congestion. Ugh. 

I'm going to be better so I can work tomorrow. We are playing cards tonight and having dinner at a friends house so I will be better. I will be cheerful and fun to be around. I will. Really I will.






  




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