Hey, remember last month when I locked myself out of the house and had to walk downtown and was like "this sucks"? Guess what? I did exactly the same thing today. And it sucked-- I was already feeling physically worn down and pained and adding another half hour walk on top of everything else I did today was just uncalled for. My uterus is mad at me, my back is mad at me, my body is overall like "you have had a series of bad ideas, you know that?"
So anyway, VERY low key celebration today and very brief post because I'm just going to post this and then lie down (at 8 p.m.).
For our celebration tonight, we... had some glasses of warm soy nog. Yup.
A little nog for everyone. The Emperor actually only had two sips (of mine) and not the little cup I poured for him. I cut some Silk soy nog with unsweetened soy milk, heated it on the stove, and added some extra freshly grated nutmeg on top. Definitely a nice treat. It didn't relax me as much I was hoping but hey, take what you can get...
We had hummus and stuff for dinner which was not very exciting. The Emperor was in a very silly mood which was more exciting. He kept going back and forth about whether or not he wanted to eat a carrot. I think this is the closest he got to actually ingesting anything: