Oh dear.  Sick migraine + late appointment + 15 hours in heels = quickie blog post and an appointment with Fioricet and my pillow. 

Back to posting for real tomorrow, and make sure to remind me to write about my appointment tonight, where I had taken prescription pain meds and started gushing to the couple about how much I loved the fuzzy chenille blanket on the sofa, carried their little kitten around the house, and then slid across their storm door with my coat as I left the house, appearing almost drunk.  But I had warned them when I got there that I’d taken something for a migraine, so they were nice about it.

So apparently, I just wrote about it.  Maybe tomorrow I’ll write about something else. 

Man, my head hurts.