November 26th, 2016

dragons got fangs!

Recent domestic curses I have experienced

1. The curse of the unnoticed kleenex tissue in the dark wash.

2. The curse of the adhesive contact lens that won't leave the mother ship eyeball.

3. The curse of the inner thigh cramp, Medical Mystery par excellence*. Especially trying because I was lying all flannel-wrapped cozy in the spare room bed reading a Dr. Siri after a long Friday when the agony commenced. OTOH I still had the ice pack for my knees on the side table, so wasn't permanently crippled.

*Seriously. No professional has ever explained these, or why they usually hit while sitting on a couch. Half have never even heard of them and no one can think of how to stretch them out. Hint: you can't.