Gobbledeegook

I got up early today to put the stuff for boeuf bourguignon in the Crock Pot for the French pitch-in dinner we&#039re having tonight in Sam&#039s Club (a campus location, not the store). When I get home, I&#039m going to make pommes de terre au gratin which is a fancy way of saying &#034au gratin potatoes.&#034 I&#039m really quite out of it today. After updating yesterday, I showered, messaged Miller to get him to go to the play with me, messaged Lushbaugh to get him to go to dinner with me and Miller, then we went to the Commons where we met up with Jamie who went with us (excluding Lushbaugh who had a date with EQ2) to the play, after which Jamie dropped Miller off and we went to the store. When I got home, I called the &#039rents back then called the husband to let him know I&#039m not off the deep end yet so he wouldn&#039t be calling me at one in the morning when he read my post from yesterday.

Oddly, today I&#039m fairly out of it. I&#039m not entirely sure why, but hacking up a large chunk of raw meat at 6:15 in the morning when I already wasn&#039t feeling great about knives to begin with probably didn&#039t help things. Eh. I figure I&#039m feeling headachy and nauseous because of fatigue, stress, weather, allergies, and whatever else. I took some Advil and will probably fix some tea. I&#039m somewhat hungry but didn&#039t want to fix anything this morning and we really didn&#039t have anything at the apartment that I could easily carry in. I might just be weird and fix a soup cup or something to tide me over until lunch. I just feel so blah. I hope it goes away by tonight so I can be social with my Frenchie peeps. We&#039ll see how it goes.