Sunday was a much harder day vertigo-wise than Saturday, painful getting home from church, so I am renewed in my gratitude for Bonine and other such nausea-squelching medicines, or I might have given up on eating that day. They rock! =D
A happy discovery in the form of a jug of Trader Joe's spicy cider that I'd bought in early December, put away, and forgotten about. Now that I've written both 'Tilnon' and 'Tarlah' and got started on my 18th anniversary essay, I definitely deserve a warm, delicious-smelling cup of cider!