"In Rebellyon"

      Nope, all's clean in here.  I had thought perhaps the root of my stomach issues might be found in the state of cleanliness or lack thereof of the pots and pans.  No such luck.  Spotless as usual.  Darn my insistence on cleanliness in my house.
     My stomach has decided to swear enmity against me again.  Oh well, in better news, I get to go see a special doctor to figure out what's going on.  You remember that awesomely epic bead table post from a few months back?  That's the doctor's office I get to go to.  I am psyched!  Maybe I'll even get to see the doctor who talks with a funny accent (but don't they all these days?  What mom?  Oh sorry.  Mommy said that was inappropriate.....) and uses the complex medical terms that he thinks Mommy understands just because Daddy is in medical school.  Don't worry Mommy.  I'll translate for you.