Well, the pain in my head is gone for now. Frozen corn niblets do wonders when you "Apply directly to forehead!" P had a lot of guests over tonight, and I put in my appearance. Her Bob gave her a bunch of beaver meat to cook. Even expertly prepared, it was very gamey. I'm not sure it agreed with me. I found it strange to me eating a stew made with a rodent that had more engineering skill than I do. It was kind of funny the other night when she was telling me about it.
P: Bob got me some beaver meat, and I'm going to cook it up. Me: Dam! P: I had to look up how to prepare it. I looked on line and found some interesting things. Me: *lol* Tell me you didn't Google "eat beaver." P: Actually, I started with "wild game," and didn't get any porn sites that way.