Memo to myself.

[rivka]

Hot tea, a couple of Carr's ginger lemon cremes, a big fleecy sweater, silk longjohns, and knitted mukluks go a long way towards mitigating a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

I came home thinking I would crawl into bed and refuse to come out again, ever. Now I'm just about ready to put my shoes and coat on and go out to the grocery store.

I need:
butter
confectioner's sugar
vanilla
for curiousangel's birthday cake, plus an additional cake for the neighbor who helped me this morning when my car first wouldn't start and subsequently, post-jump start, made scary noises, even though it meant he had to stand out in the bitter cold and wind with me for ages.

Advil
for the cramps and the twisted ankle.

gauze pads
bandage tape
for the scraped knee, which is too big for a band-aid and too raw to leave uncovered just at the moment.

chocolate
for general consolation purposes. In particular, for feelings of betrayal regarding the person who has probably been lying to me, and whom I have been defending to other people.

"My Mom says that some days are like that. Even in Australia."

Comments

[fourgates.livejournal.com]

Sooooo... How did the cake turn out?

Re:

[rivka.livejournal.com]

curiousangel's cake is yummy. I perhaps could have taken it out of the oven five minutes sooner, because it's not quite as moist as my chocolate cake usually is. I don't know how the neighbor's cake turned out, but he was really surprised and pleased to get it.