I did something yesterday I have never done before.
I slept through Thanksgiving. Oh yes, I did.
Missed it. Pulled a little ol' Rip Van Winkle on Turkey Day. Can you believe that?
All thanks to the not at all pleasant brain pincher known as a migraine.
I woke that morning with a dull throb behind my left eye and tension down my neck. Not a good sign. I tried to pull a preemptive strike by taking ibuprofen but to no avail. Two sips of coffee made me want to hurl and Macy's Thanksgiving Parade was hard to watch with all the swirling colors and noise.
I soon returned to bed to lie as still as possible in a darkened room. That's the only prescription that works (well, since I don't have any stronger meds).
My dad and Peggy were hosting a Thanksgiving lunch and I hated to miss it, but I could hardly stand up to take a shower, much less sit in front of food at that point. Scott and Annelise left me in my pitiful state and I tried to sleep it off. They spent the afternoon enjoying a yummy Thanksgiving lunch and then working it off with several rounds of basketball.
Annelise also tried her hand at snapping self-portraits with Peggy,
and by herself. Hmm...I wonder where she picked up on self-portraits.
I also worked on a new project. Any guesses as to what it might be?