I had a headache yesterday that just got worse as the day went on. By the time I got home I was *just* starting on the nausea portion of a migrane.
Somehow I still managed to knock out a decent dinner of red beans, rice, and kielbasa for the family. BOOYAH! In your face headache! You are not the boss of me! I even made myself a decet vodka martini - which did NO good for my headache. Nor did the two Advil liquigels.
I went to bed about 6:30 and got woken at 10:00 by our cat Gypsy. She was complaining about an empty food dish. No no no... Gypsy can't go see her momma who was lounging on the couch not eight feet from the food. SHE has to come get MY sick but outta bed. I am "The Food Man". Throwing her off the bed did no good. She actually LIKES that kind of thing.
Wheeellll, enough dilly-dallying, it is time to get these dishes cleaned up and start on breakfast (or vice versa). I now have less than an hour before I have to leave for work since I took a leisurely shower this morning.