Well thanks for the outpour of support and concern regarding my exploding head. One flippin' comment! You all suck! Except for Freya. I still like you.
I am typing after having mixed meds with booze. Probably not a good combo but I only have two hours left to post, and I'm not getting any smarter.
No, my head did not explode, but once again, thanks for asking. Over the counter meds have carried me through, although the second that they wear off, my eyes darken, my sinuses fill up, and I turn into a puddle of misery. I'm fun that way.
Anyhow, my day was busy, but not terribly interesting, so I'll leave you with a tidbit from the past:
Pumpkin: "Why do we have to walk to camp?"
Me: "Because camp is close by, and driving makes the planet dirty."
Pumpkin: "What happens when the planet gets dirty?"
Me: "Well, if it gets too dirty, we won't be able to live here anymore."
Pumpkin, looking concerned: "So we'll have to live with aliens???"