For lunch, I ate a tomato. Why? Because part of me refuses to believe that my favorite food can cause pain. I also ate a bunch of cherry tomatoes that have been ripening over the last 4 days. No immediate reaction. I laid out in the sun on a sheet. I don't mind the ants crawling on me, but why do they have to bite? These are not fire ants, and the bites fade in less than a day, usually within in hours. It's just darned annoying. I took a shower and dressed in my nice top and shorts. I zigzagged the seams of the kneeler, but did not finish. At 1:25 I went to tai chi at the nearby church. As the leader went through the motions, I tried to write a story to explain each one. He gives an explanation, but there are 10 different ones. I need one cohesive story to keep it all in order. One lady tested at the end of class and earned a patch. I left to go home. I worked on the kneeler some more. I took a jar of fermented coconut milk and the quilt I was working on last night with me to the daycare. I picked up Alec and took him home. He played by himself for awhile while I finished the binding on the quilt. He plied me with stuffed toys so finally I gave in. We set up tracks for his little Thomas trains, and then built Lego tunnels for them to go through. I had started reading him a story when his mom came home. She paid me for last week. I gave her the coconut milk. He tried to give me their cookie jar. He was so cute.I went home to see that Chris had come home. I ate a turkey burger and some cheese for supper. And a salad. I finished edging the kneeler and cut strips for the binding of the next one. I also cut out the bottom layer, using the top as a template. Chris and I watched several episodes of Chuck. I noticed that my hands hurt while we sat. We went straight to bed. My ankles hurt, too. I felt really annoyed and frustrated that the evidence points towards tomatoes as the problem.
Thursday, July 18, 2013
The hidden culprit
For lunch, I ate a tomato. Why? Because part of me refuses to believe that my favorite food can cause pain. I also ate a bunch of cherry tomatoes that have been ripening over the last 4 days. No immediate reaction. I laid out in the sun on a sheet. I don't mind the ants crawling on me, but why do they have to bite? These are not fire ants, and the bites fade in less than a day, usually within in hours. It's just darned annoying. I took a shower and dressed in my nice top and shorts. I zigzagged the seams of the kneeler, but did not finish. At 1:25 I went to tai chi at the nearby church. As the leader went through the motions, I tried to write a story to explain each one. He gives an explanation, but there are 10 different ones. I need one cohesive story to keep it all in order. One lady tested at the end of class and earned a patch. I left to go home. I worked on the kneeler some more. I took a jar of fermented coconut milk and the quilt I was working on last night with me to the daycare. I picked up Alec and took him home. He played by himself for awhile while I finished the binding on the quilt. He plied me with stuffed toys so finally I gave in. We set up tracks for his little Thomas trains, and then built Lego tunnels for them to go through. I had started reading him a story when his mom came home. She paid me for last week. I gave her the coconut milk. He tried to give me their cookie jar. He was so cute.I went home to see that Chris had come home. I ate a turkey burger and some cheese for supper. And a salad. I finished edging the kneeler and cut strips for the binding of the next one. I also cut out the bottom layer, using the top as a template. Chris and I watched several episodes of Chuck. I noticed that my hands hurt while we sat. We went straight to bed. My ankles hurt, too. I felt really annoyed and frustrated that the evidence points towards tomatoes as the problem.
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