I'm freezing for the third day in a row, so today I crumbled, and restarted the furnace. So much better.
In other news, it looks like I'm able to eat dairy without severe allergic reactions (double high-five). But still not able to eat corn. And, as of last night's Thanksgiving meal, no more cooking corn either.
This one bugs me more than the others, because it's not just a matter of not eating it. I can't sit in the movie house or pump gas at the corner, without severe skin and throat reactions. But who knows? I'm able to eat dairy again. Maybe someday corn, too. Or at the very least cook it for Tim.
I feel bad that we have to completely remove corn because he loves it so much. But then last night, he told me he loved me more than corn. What a Honey Bunny, Smoochie Face, he is.
And guess what? When he gets home today, we start our 9 day staycation. 9 days. Hot dog.