This porridge is too cold

Yesterday I swelled up hardly at all! There was only a tiny little poof of belly hanging over the top of my yoga pants when I changed for acupuncture. And this morning? This morning I noticed my jeans were already sagging a big before I even put my sweater on. So ran back upstairs and put on my size smaller jeans that I haven't worn since October.



I mean, they're tight, but they're on and they don't look obscene.



FUCK YEAH, PROGRESS!

Discovered last night that the down blanket is not enough to hold in the heat from the mattress pad, so the bed was still not warm when I crawled in, despite having turned it on two hours prior. Also, I got a little chilled in the wee hours, which is a very rare occurrence for me. I was a bit worried that I wasn't going to be able to fall back asleep, so I kicked the mattress pad back up to high for the last couple hours of sleep. Tonight I'm putting on the comforter, turning the mattress pad on early, kicking the comforter off right before I fall asleep, but leaving it near enough that I can grab it if necessary. Sounds tedious, but here's hoping that combo works.

I think I might have linked to this before, but it's been a while since I had anything but health woes on my LJ. So here are some photos from Broadway Bares, an annual fundraiser for Broadway Cares/Equity Fights AIDS. No visible penises, but probably not exactly SFW. The Goldilocks and the Three Bears one cracks my shit up.

Edit: I'm not going to say there must be a happy gif party in the comments, but I'm not gonna discourage one, either.