laid up all day (again)
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
St. Catharines, 2012.08.06
I had a migraine that kept me in bed until after five in the afternoon; for once, my mother had a migraine on the same day.
It's such a rare event that we both have a bad migraine that I can't remember the last time it happened.
In the evening, when I was finally feeling (sub)human, I took the family to a ribs festival. Held in the central Montebello Park, it was .. okay. Big servings, adequately cooked, perhaps a bit late in the affair as we came on the final evening.