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Swallowing pills turns on the gag reflex in me. This is why I cut up my pills into small pieces, and take them with milk or juice or lemon-juice-water (straight water makes the reflex worse).

Well, I'm out of juice and milk and I didn't put enough lemon juice in the water, so I managed to not just gag this morning but actually throw up. And of course the vitamin says to take after eating.

Ew.

GooGoo is getting only 3/4 of the vitamin today.

In which I recall childhood food

I would just like to point out that, in my childhood diaries, when I said we had fish for dinner, I wasn't talking about salmon or halibut or anything actually delicious. I was talking about THIS:



And when we ate THAT, we had generous helpings of THIS:



I guess because it was cheap. Oh, and frozen peas were the vegetable. Always.



You cannot say my mother's meals were not perfectly balanced in colour and texture. Bright green spheres, golden brown rods, and yellow spirals or elbows.

This was, of course, prior to my mom's "Cheeseburger Macaroni" Hamburger Surprise phase. I'll bet you didn't know I used to be the Hamburger Surprise Master Chef, did you? It was an ART.



Really. It was.

All that being said, all I want right now is THIS:



In copious quantities. Thank you, ruthette.