If you're now convinced I've lapsed into an Iodine-induced coma, please forgive me. We've had some killer thunderstorms this week (which are funny in my house. Trevor runs into Oscar's room, Oscar tries in vain to put himself between me and the big booms that surround us, all the while shaking like a leaf, and Aslan barely bats a whisker) and our home computer has gone on strike. Seems that surge protector was doing more surging than protecting, and now I have pathetic beeps on occasion, and a black screen of death. Oh my.

Nevertheless, I am alive and relatively well, and loaded with iodine-rich foods. I'm actually quite amused, because after enough seafood to drown Neptune (cheesy crab dip and crab-stuffed salmon pinwheels), now what I want is salads.

You nut, say you, you've been able to eat salad all along, right?

First of all, a salad without olives is no salad at all. And second of all, the only dressing I could have was oil and vinegar. So the bloom was off the salad for a while. But now that I can have some spiffy stuff, I've been Mary-Mary-Quite-Contrary growing my little garden of salad and lovin' it.

Tonight I'm going out to eat - at an actual honest-to-goodness-someone-else-does-the-cooking-for-you restaurant - tonight with a friend. Red Hot and Blue - how big a chain is that, anyone know? We have two within about 30 miles or so, but I don't know how widespread it is. Excellent barbecue, if you're into that sort of thing. I hear they marinate it in iodine.

In other exciting news, I can now drink with my head slightly to the side without choking. It's all about finding the God in the Details, right? Think about it. When you drink from a bottle of water, do you face directly forward exactly, or do you turn your head slightly? For whatever reason, I turned my head slightly as a matter of habit (maybe to prevent my vision from being obstructed? I don't know). For the past month, that has made me choke, for whatever reason. But now it seems swelling has gone down enough that I can drink in whatever position is most comfortable to me. YAY!

Knitting is going slowly still... feeling my normal fickle self, where I just can't decide what I want to be working on. Well, that's not true. What I want to do is finish all the many many many projects I have going just to be done with them, and then also make an aran vest out of some Peace Fleece I have. But I can't start the vest without feeling guilty, and I'm not interested in any of the projects that need finishing. Feh.

Oh, one last thing - I've tried to put all the major cancer-related info, thoughts and links onto one site. They can all be reached by clicking on "My Cancer and Me" in the sidebar over there. It's still disorganized, and will be tweaked as time passes, but in the meantime, if you have any questions, suggestions, or need for information in the cancer ilk, feel free to check there.