Life at the Chicken Coop

On The Brain

It's been an interesting past couple of days for me, coming down with a hit-and-miss case of the flu (meaning it comes and goes when it pleases). One minute I'm fine, then last night, out of the blue, I wake up mid-sleep, feel like I'm going to faint, then just before I see the light at the end of the tunnel, I expel all the contents of my stomach. It was awful, yes, but I did feel much better afterwards. I'm feeling pretty good today, slightly tired and not a huge appetite (and, no, I'm not pregnant, and don't plan to be anytime soon).

So, that probably explains all the weird thoughts I've been having. Like, for example, how on earth do they turn corn syrup into whipped topping? And, I just had an impulse upon looking down at my untrimmed fingernails that if I didn't clip them now something drastic is going to happen. And, then I was making up some soup (the pour-it-in-the-pot-kind that I get in trouble from Travis for making because I don't follow a recipe) and I decided, what-the-heck, and threw in some fresh mushrooms. Looking at the soup, they do look kind of weird mixed in there with the other, more conventionally-soup-ish ingredients. Oh well. Chalk it up to being a half-crazed, half-ill mother of three who just needs a good shopping trip to Anthro and some new lounge pants.

Come back tomorrow for some exciting news!