Posted on 01/03/2008 6:35:58 PM PST by HairOfTheDog
Welcome to The Hobbit Hole!
Sing hey! for the bath at close of day
That washes the weary mud away!
A loon is he that will not sing:
O! Water Hot is anoble thing!
O! Sweet is the sound of falling rain.
and the brook that leaps from hill to plain;
but better than rain or rippling streams
is Water Hot that smokes and steams.
O! Water cold we may pour at need
down a thirsty throat and be glad indeed;
but better is Beer, if drink we lack,
and Water Hot poured down the back.
O! Water is fair that leaps on high
in a fountain white beneath the sky;
but never did fountain sound so sweet
as splashing Hot Water with my feet!
I had a friend in high school that was an exchange student from Switzerland. She was a lot of fun. She would wear hot pink pointed-toe stiletto pumps with her jeans while all the rest of us wore Vans or sandals (since we were so near the beach.)
Anyway, she invited me over to her house. Her “parents” were there and were so nice...totally normal acting folks. Had a beautiful but rather nondescript house.
Then they left and my friend said “You have got to see this!” and she took me in a room that looked like a torture chamber! All kinds of chains and straps. Everything was black and it had a huge Gothic looking four-poster bed. On the wall was a gigantic painting of the lady of the house sitting on a rock, completely nude. (I actually thought the painting was not too bad. It was tastefully done, imo.)
Anyway, I remember standing there with my hand clamped over my mouth in a mixture of shock and laughter and my friend roaring at my reaction.
So I was thinking maybe you could do something like that to your basement. I imagine it would really stand out then! Heh heh!
Taking it under advisement...
Take pictures.
It’s a fragrance allergy that I’ve had for about three years that suddenly got worse. They can apparently do that after an overdose, which I got at a Christmas Eve service featuring incense and lots and lots of highly scented people. Talon can tell you how badly I did at that service. I had to walk out early and stand out in the cold fresh air.
None of the allergists in town will test for fragrance sensitivity, but I’ve got to call our primary care guy and get him to run the tests or send me to someone who will. I’ve just been forgetting to call him.
So yesterday I wrote 600 words for my NaNo story, and found a really nasty continuity error (drawing a gun that was thrown across the room half a page ago is a nice trick) which I fixed this morning.
Closing in on 80k which is what I think the first draft will be.
The table sounds nice, and practical. Heavy chairs are a whole lot less likely to turn over when a cat jumps up in them.
Heh heh...
This had to have been in either 1979 or 1980. After I got over being so stuned, I did have the presence of mind even then to inquire about my friend’s safety. She said they’d never attempted to hide the room from her but had never mentioned it and had never done anything to her or in front of her to make her feel the slightest bit uncomfortable.
Heh...one of the many strange events in my what would otherwise be boring life.
Those sound an awful lot like migraines... Perfumes are a known trigger.
When I get a bad one, sometimes it’s like the two halves of my body aren’t working together, and also it’s hard to concentrate at all, even without the pain factored in. Like thoughts are misfiring. But dizziness is kind of scary. And I don’t know how often it is that folks start getting migraines as an adult.
Sounds to me like you should maybe talk to an allergist and possibly a neurologist as well. But that’s just me.
Heh...I imagine the *cats* will like that feature, in any case.
I’m deluded enough to hope I can train them that the table is off-limits. For one, it’d be nice to be able to put flowers on it or some such thing. We’ll see how that goes.
Huh... my mom had lots of migraines when I was growing up and these aren’t like those. No sensory overload, for instance. But it’s certainly possible. I will talk with my doctor and see if he thinks I should see a neurologist.
But there’s definitely an allergy component. I got a new facial cleanser and used it the other night. Twenty minutes later I’m aware I have a horrible headache and my skin is itchy and my eyes red and watery. Sure enough, it’s got “fragrance” listed on the ingredients list. That went into the trash.
Oooo-boy, that does sound strange. I’ll bet the school board would’ve had a stroke if they’d’ve gotten wind of it, even if they were perfectly innocent otherwise. But then again, it was the ‘70s, so nobody probably thought a thing about it. Can you imagine that kind of thing coming out now. They’d have them locked up so fast as sex offenders that it’d make their heads spin.
Dream on. They can do whatever they want when you're not there. I still make token efforts to keep mine off the bar, but he just looks at me like "What ARE you talking about?"
There are a lot of different kinds of symptoms. Here’s a good rundown:
http://www.neurologychannel.com/migraine/
And if your Mom had ‘em...this could very well be related, though of course any kind of skin reaction is different again. So maybe a couple of things together.
Heh...as things are, they aren’t allowed on the counter. Halvah doesn’t generally *ever* break that rule, unless something like tuna is involved. Tam, being what he is, will get up there to taunt me if he’s just been told “no” in another quarter. Or he’ll scratch the couch. Or start knocking things off shelves. Or...some other devious thing.
Sometimes I’m kind of glad Halvah isn’t the brightest bulb.
LOL!! It's like they're saying "You've p!$$ed me off, so now you're gonna PAY!"
What, like move everything to the basement?
ROFLOL!!
Good...good.
Yah...he’s a vindictive little brat. He does much the same if I’m busy with something when he wants attention.
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