happy being trevy

Cleaning is my stress relief of choice. Which is why it's been a purge-palooza here lately. Yesterday, while clearing out an ancient filing cabinet in the basement, I stumbled on an old journal... 

So last night...all snuggled up on the double recliner. Under fluffy blankets. Ice cream in hand. Heating pad. Placed just so . Warming both my neck & upper back. J & I settled in to enjoy another episode of House. USA's been marathon-ing oldies. We've liked House since Tanzania. It was one of the few American shows satellited in. And a much better watch than South African Idol! ::smile:: But back to last night's episode. At the tail end. You know ...right before the Team resolves the crisis. One of them threw out an idea that hit me right in the heart. Amber (yes...sadly I know the characters by name!) said it could be a.... Complex Partial Seizure ::all ears:: The patient swallowed a lot she explained. And then mimicked his swallowing. Which looks so exactly like the swallowing Trevy does with each cluster that Jonathan & I stared at each other. No longer in the mood for ice cream or heating pads...I spent the next hour googl...

for at least a few minutes! Until the clouds rolled in... and it got chilly again!