It looks like all I can do today, in this dreary weathering day, is write poetry. My cat came in and just drank a huge amount of water from her animal water fountain bowl. I am hungry but will only drink ginger ale instead of eating food. I am nauseous. We have potage (vichyssoise) made yesterday night. And smoked salmon with boursin cheese and iceberg lettuce. Lots of milk and raisin bran cereals as well. Some mini wheats. I could make a smoothie as we ah ah have two very old ripe bananas. I drank a whole bottle of sparkling wine with orange juice (1 liter) yesterday. The cat is playing with her toys on the kitchen floor. My toes are cold, I have neither socks nor slippers on.