Reply #4: Oh, empress, honey .............

[Tangerine LaBamba]

It's a whole bunch of things, I suspect. I'm in the same kind of mood. With all that's going on around here, I managed to fall asleep twice today, just zonked out. The ice cream is gone, and there are no plans to replace it, since it's just impossible to keep it on hand - it's instantly gone.

I fixed a gorgeous borchst. Ate two bowls. Loved it. Now, the idea of it just grosses me out. Into the freezer tomorrow.

As for that big batch of pickled beets, onions, and hard-boiled eggs - eh, I don't know what's gonna happen with that.

I'm craving animal protein, which is probably healthier for me, given the meds I take. Still, sometimes everything just goes into a culinary funk. You know?

Yeah, you know. What's with the metabolism, if I may be so curious? I take prednisone, which does things to the appetite that are not good, so I think I sympathize.

There's a butternut squash ration? Who knew?

Cheer up, honey. It's our Post-Victory funk. Without Chimpy F***nuts to scream about, I'm sort of lost and annoyed these days.

Here - this one never fails to break me up: