28 JunO frabjous day!

Oh, what a glorious, outstanding, frabjous day! Overcast, rainy, cool, green… I was able to sleep last night, I was able to eat upon awakening… I’m happy in my skin.

You see, I am emphatically not a heat person. As much as I am a snow chicken, I am truly, truly a heat wimp too. And that is why I will never live anywhere but the Pacific NorthWest.

It’s finally cool enough to have baked potatoes with all the fixin’s for dinner without cooking us out of the house. Last night we made fish’n’chips — they were good but NOTE TO SELF: fish next morning when pregnant = NOT good at all. When I’m less sensitive to smells though, I’ll drag that recipe out again and again — dang good & they were baked, not fried! Wheee!

My sick glee that it is raining right at this very moment knows no bounds. It’s such a relief & combined with feeling nearly normal for most of the day… oh. I can barely stand it, I’m so happy.

“O frabjous day! Callooh, Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.”
–Lewis Caroll, Jaberwocky

2 Responses to “O frabjous day!”

  1. suess says:

    Pregnancy enables me with superhuman smelling capabilities. I’d look at Scott and say, from six feet away, you ate bread, didn’t you?

  2. Susan says:

    Oh yes. Superhuman. Around 11am the next morning I could smell the fish smell seeping through my palms. I must have washed my hands four times in the last hour I was at work trying to get rid of it! I felt like Lady MacBeth or something. “Out damn Cod!” Dreadful, dreadful.

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