  8:07 a.m. Saturday, Day 103. Feeling a bit slow today, most likely from the large delicious turkey dinner last night. I did a mutant Martha Stewart version, where you soak a cheesecloth in wine and butter. I used beer because I didn't have any white wine, and I must say it worked very well.
I also used one stick of butter instead of the THREE her recipe calls for. That makes for a hell of a gravy, but I do let it cool and skim off the fat, so a lot of that goes away for the final product. Or else one bite would be 30,000 calories. Speaking of calories, of course my total yesterday was NOT good. That will be my "high" day for the week, which does seem to generally fall on Friday. Took a melatonin last night, I'm not sure why I thought that was a good idea. Can't see that it helped any. Also I have KILLER cramps, which started in the middle of the night, and actually woke me up from discomfort. That's very unusual for me. 10:11 a.m. These cramps are killing me. I don't even remember the last time I had such severe ones.
I'm thinking maybe when I was about 14 years old. This is freaking me out a little. It's not like unbearable pain or anything, it's just that I don't normally get much in the way of cramps, so what is suddenly causing this? Turkey? I've taken aspirin and it's done nothing, so I will see what else we have around. I know I don't have Midol or anything like that, I never need to use it. This sucks! I'm going to try to do the pinestraw today; maybe exercise will help. 12:30 p.m. Took a naproxen sodium, and that seems to have done the trick. Got all the pinestraw distributed; it went a LOT further than I thought it would.
We figure we could still use three or four more bales, though, and one more bag of mcnuggets to really do it right. We can probably carry those in our cars, in two trips. I hope it will help to keep the dead leaves from being blown around. I can't keep the sidewalk or driveway clear of those things, and it's SPRING. We have 12 years worth of dead leaves piled up all over, and it's gotten out of hand.
Now we're off to a craft show where a pottery friend of mine is exhibiting, a show I COULD have been in, if I'd had my shit together. But you know. I'm not entirely crazy. I'm trying to concentrate on the furniture, not little piddly boxes and switchplates and junk like that. People at a craft show want to spend $12. I can't paint ANYTHING that would let me make a profit at $12. People aren't there to spend $400 to $800, which is where my furniture is priced.
However, they did get an exceptionally good turnout, so MAYBE next year, if I'm still trying to do this, and haven't given up and found another stupid job. 
