Not a good morning. Mainly because last night was not a good night.
I was not at fault, I don't think, unless it can be said that I sometimes am not the smartest shopper in the world. But how can you tell when the market sells you some past-their-prime eggs in a package with a "sell-by" date still in the future?
Regardless, I hard-boiled the evil little suckers and ate one.
I knew that was a mistake within minutes.
A neighbor suggested that a couple of shots of Cuervo would settle my stomach. And they did, for quite a while.
Not forever, though. No need for a detailed description of the events that followed when the cactus-juice buzz wore off, I don't think.
I'm still feeling like death. Not warmed over. Just death.
Tea. Is that considered a balanced diet?
2 hours ago