My body is slowly packing it in with nerves about the events unfolding in the coming week, such as last minute work commitments, packing, travel etc.
At least I hope it's not something else and thinking about it makes matters worse, of course. Which is why I shall not dwell on it and sustain my nervous stomach with cold porridge for the time being.
Thank you for your comments!
As for this beauty
click here for the proper scientific description it. Or just watch this short film:
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May you "just" be stressing out.
May all be well.
I am so glad you got rain. Isn't it a beautiful relief? We've had buckets and buckets of rain here in the last two days.
And they should use that model and film in every high school in the world.
Big smile.
Wow! I would never have recognized that as a clitoris. Like most men (probably) I thought the tiny visible part was the whole organ. I'm so glad you got rain! I knew you were in a drought but I had no idea it had been that long since you'd seen any.
And now I feel dumb as a rock. Did I miss something? A new baby? Are you a grandmother now? If so, congratulations!
I assume the cold porridge will be taken medicinally and for the sake of its blandness. I recall the blandest stuff I ever ate - a kind of flavourless custard that came in a plastic tub similar to those in which yoghurt is contained. I spent some time trying to detect whether it had any taste whatsoever; this exercise was complicated by the fact that the stuff was chilled and coolth (a word I have made up) does have an impact on the palate that is analogous to taste. But is not taste.
However, one feature was remarkable. I dipped a spoon in aiming to release a mouthful and the whole of the contents rotated as a single solid within the tub. The family looked on, entranced. And, as is often the case with families, this substance became part of a parthenon of reference points alluded to for years to come.
Out of blandness came forth astonishment.
Why was I eating it? No one knows. It just adds to the astonishment.
Should be pantheon.
Don't Molly! You did not miss a thing. Yes I am now a grandmother but there are family privacy regulations in place I shall honour.
I am probably the only person on this planet who adores even cold porridge. I can eat porridge at any mealtime, any temperature, as an elaborate mix with berries and spices and whatnots or plain. I can eat day old porridge that has gone hard.
My perfect porridge is made with plain water. I rarely add milk or any other dairy, and no sugar, no sweetener. I do add whatever fruit is in season. Currently this involves grating an apple (with peel) if I feel like it.
I have tried all oat variations - as real oat it must be, none of that instant stuff - and love every one of them. We even grew our own for a while. Made no difference to the taste, though. Just extra work.
Oats were a staple to the Celts and other tribes in Central and Western Europe, maybe it's in my DNA.
As an dded benefit, oats have a proven anti-inflammatory effect, esp. in gastritis et al.
if by porridge you mean oatmeal, I'm with you. I have oatmeal for breakfast every morning, cooked, not that instant crap that tastes like cardboard. I add butter, cinnamon, local honey (cinnamon and honey together are supposed to help lower cholesterol and local honey helps with allergies and cinnamon alone is also good for a variety of things), chia seeds for micro-nutrients, and fruit.
safe trip and don't focus on the anxiety.
Thank you for the explanation of that pink thing. I would have never guessed. Interesting anatomical thing that it is, and never seen in its entirety. Now I know and will not forget. Have a safe journey to meet your new grandchild. Take care.
Completely understand. I'm subject to some of those regulations myself! Happy for you nevertheless.
Definitely in the DNA! The real stuff, mixed with fruits and nuts.I do draw the line though at cold and hard!
Very exciting about your grandbaby!
Traveling, the anticipation of it, always makes me anxious. The trip itself is easier. Safe travels my friend.
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