If I can get my gut to calm down enough, I'll have to get some shoveling done. At least the pathway from the house to the garage, and part of our driveway. I must have eaten something that isn't agreeing with me, since I've been running to the bathroom all day today.
Ugh. I sense lots of water in my immediate future.
Anyway. It's Monday, which means Unconscious Mutterings, as provided by Luna Niña.
- Fencing :: Three Musketeers
- Mediocre :: My cooking
- 19th :: Century
- Candy :: Ugh. No. Nonono. No.
- Scorch :: and burn
- Allergies :: No thanks, I've had more than my fair share.
- Swirl :: Swirly!
- Level up :: FIGHT! (Cue Mortal Combat theme music)
- Modern :: Era
- Tasty :: Treat