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What a wonderful day.

Not living-wise, just an average day of living. But it was beautiful out, like an early spring afternoon. It was over 50 degrees, bright and sunny, with warm breezes blowing. It's supposed to rain tomorrow, but be nearly 60 degrees.

We had a fire drill, of course, because we need two a month by law, so they jump at any nice day in the winter. It was a little weird to be out there in the beautiful air with the kids still stepping over mounds of snow to get out to the field. After school, I couldn't just sit at home, so I went out and got some nice fish and stuff for dinner. K's at class tonight, but if she wants it when she gets home, everything's all ready to just be put in the microwave. I already had mine, and it was yum.

No new foods for me today. I've had some gut pain since last night, although nothing else unpleasant accompanying it, so I'm just being a bit more careful. I'm wondering if it could have been the fish oil capsules I started last week, so I'm stopping them until I talk to the doctor on Thursday. They supposedly help bring down inflammation, and I had my bloodwork done this morning, so any good properties won't make a difference in my test results at this point. I'd like the inflammation down so the doctor won't suggest that I start the next level of medicine. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

Thanks for the input on the gift thing, btw. I'm going to look for an opportunity aned say something, or at the very latest, get him a birthday gift (next month) and explain it then. He probably doesn't even care, but it's just such a weird situation.

State testing starts tomorrow, which is more boring than anything else, for me, since I have hall duty for the first half of it. I have some library journals to go through, and then Truman on the Palm; I just have to hope the battery doesn't wear out. What can I say: I really do like reading an ebook on the little device. It's just easier than holding a book, I guess. Don't get me wrong, I love books and will love books eternally, but over a period of time -- say, sitting on a hard chair for nearly two hours -- my hands will cramp up and I will get tired of moving my head back and forth, which I have to do with a regular book because of the progressive bifocal lenses I wear.

Okay, back to Harry S.


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