I am in bed, nursing something annoying which I shall tell you about in good time, but first let me say that I had wonderful Christmases. The first one I already told you about, with my family on the coast.
The second one was with my family in Idaho, the in-laws, and IT SNOWED. I don’t think anyone except for Lala’s family knows how crazy I get in snow. It’s so foreign and interesting and cold and soft and fluffy and pretty and new snow does things I don’t expect it to, like NOT BE UNDER PARKED CARS! That’s just weird. And it blows on the road. Rain doesn’t blow like that! It’s so pretty! I love it! It’s my favorite weather! (I bow, of course, to those of you who have so much snow to spare they’d like to shove some my direction. Feel free! Mail it to me, and I’ll play in it!)
I got to wear knitted items, and I wore them with sheer determination. When exiting the car to go to the house, I would put on my hat and mittens and scarf, even though it’s a short walk, and it wasn’t really that cold. But I could, and I did. Because it was SNOWING! And we walked around a lot in it, and I think I might have gotten frostbite. In my cheeks, you know. Or maybe chillblains. Or windchill? Lala is rolling her eyes right now, as are you in the frozen north but HOW FUN!
That is not dandruff, folks.
And Christmas itself was lovely. While the standing rib roast was in the oven, we went to view the Christmas lights in the botanical gardens. Pictures to follow sometime, hopefully. When we got home, Lala and I made potatoes and asparagus and salad, and we ate. Couldn’t have been easier. Then we sat around the table and Tony, my father-in-law, put on stacks of Kingston Trio records and he and mom-Jeannie and I sat singing for hours. Lala listened, and appeared to like it. Excellent, lovely trip. I’m so glad I got to go.
But today, whew. I’m in bed, recovering from some kind of belly-unhappiness attack, and I think I know what it is. I’ve been fighting allergic reactions, mostly the facial lip/eye swelling kind, for a while now, similar to my MSG reactions, and I’ve narrowed it down (pretty easily, in fact) to soy lecithin. Every time I eat chocolate, I swell up. Soy sauce hasn’t been treating me well. Yesterday at work, trying to avoid all the chocolate surrounding me on all the flat surfaces, I was proud of myself for having only a sugar cookie and some wheat thins. Then the roof of my mouth started to itch, and my belly started to hurt badly. I read labels — both the cookie and the wheat thins had soy lecithin. WHY do they have soy lecithin? So annoying. The tummy upset got bad, and I’m still felled by it, so spending some time prone today. I’ll catch up on blog-reading, that’s a good thing.
I am certainly making an appointment with an allergist. Another one. But a question for you geniuses: Who’s allergic to soy lecithin or soy products? What are your symptoms? And how can I face life without sushi (without soy sauce, it is pointless) and chocolate? O, Cadbury Creme Egg, do not leave me in my time of need! WTF? Help!
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