Ouch

Darling children, you know I love you.  But must you make it so I wake up every morning with a headache?  I know it's not you, and it's the increased blood volume.  But it's no sort of joy in the am to wake up like I had a night of boozing behind me.  Especially as I have had no booze in months.  I know that my doctor told me that Tylenol is okay, but I don't want to take something unless I have to.

Also, one of the things that makes Buns crazy about me is that I do not wake up hungry.  Usually, I feel like my stomach is still sleeping because I am awake earlier than I would like.  But recently, I am starving in the morning, and I think it must be you two.  Buns says, of course, because you're his children.

Also, Lent starts next week.  In the past few years, I have been tried to do something good for myself (leading to many 1am gym sessions) and give something up (the beef/pork once a day last year was harder than I had expected).  But this year, you two are my something good.  And I am giving up raw fish, raw eggs, undercooked meat, large fish, soft cheeses, caffeine, alcohol, sleeping on my back, and salicylic acid for you two.  So happy Mardi Gras to you two!