I’ll start a novena for you. After all these pregnancies, I’m deeply sympathetic with stomach-gripes!
Still cold here, but there was an excellent turnout for Mass, and no catastrophes.
It seems more settled now, but...
The Mexican food around here tastes like it was made by Asians. Except in one place in Bellingham, where the food is good and there are cowboy paintings on the walls (proving that it’s an actual Tex-mex restaraunt and not a Pathetic Northern Attempt.)
Sigh. The work-week begins, sort of. Pre-registered for the conference later this month. Upcoming: book hotel(s) and flights to Paris, wade through tons of e-mail, teleconferences, preparations for Tuesday’s meeting, work on powerpoint for March conference.