Vitameatavegamin

So yesterday was horrible - cold, snowing, sleeting, raining. M. had a snow day, so she decided to come in to Cambridge with me for my first day of classes. Like you do, in miserable weather.

We got home in the dark and the icy rain. M. declined the offer of a hot shower, opting instead for quick food and cozy warm jammies. I, on the other hand, headed straight for the bathtub. After a long warm soak, deciding it was time for quick food for myself, I got out.

Outside the bathroom, the house smelled... well, like Point Judith in August. For those of you who have never had the pleasure of experiencing that scent, imagine a salt marsh at low tide, then add extra fish-smell. Not something that I generally experience in the house. The scent was coming from a pot on the stove... right next to where I proposed to cook up some pasta. hmm.

"Marce?"

"Yes?"

"What is this?"

"Seaweed."

"Why?"

"It's full of vitamins."

"You have GOT to be kidding me."

But no. M. was, in fact, completely serious. Even Gracey was grossed out, which ought to tell you something.

This morning, she felt nauseated for the first time in her pregnancy. Morning sickness? I think not.