After teaching three days this week, I baked all day yesterday and my freezer is now officially full. Last night was a potluck dinner with some friends. I don't know if I ate too late, or if something was iffy, but I woke up in the night with a bellyache. I slept in a little, and then dragged myself to the mall and finished up my last little bit of shopping. Lunch was a mug of organic chicken bouillon and two crackers. Then off to a physio appointment - ah, bliss. Now I'm feeling like something the cat dragged around the yard, and am just putting in time. I don't feel much like wrapping gifts right now. Another mug of chicken bouillon sounds good. A good sleep and tomorrow I hope I'm fine.