She lives!

I did not, in fact, succumb to an egg-salad induced death.

I did, however, have a horrific anaphylaxis hangover yesterday and felt like crap all day. By the time I got home from work I had such an awful headache that I could barely see straight. Thus, I did not even turn on the lights in my house. I simply dropped my purse on the couch, brushed my teeth (in the dark), changed into my PJs and crawled directly into bed. At 7:30pm. The cats were a little confused, but they're not ones to complain about more cuddle time so they curled right up with me and we all slept soundly until 6 this morning. I feel MUCH better.

In other news: please keep my dear friend Rauri and his unit in your thoughts. They're based at Camp Victory and it was attacked again yesterday. I haven't been able to get a hold of him yet (not really so unusual since his unit moves around a lot) so I don't know if he was actually there for either of the attacks, but a few extra good thoughts sent his way couldn't hurt, right?