So funny I’ve been noticing a pattern here. My ears have felt uncomfortably hot all day. Not red, blushing external hot, it feels like my ear tubes are steaming. The base of my spine is also hot, as is right behind my shoulder blades.
I didn’t sleep well last night, and I slept for most of the day. Weird. I even thought I had a fever… Except I don’t feel *sick* exactly, more like worn out.
And friggin hot. I am going to have to buy more ice packs, they are melting too quickly now.
I googled “hot ears” and came up with a few things that don’t feel right. Then I found this:
Seems about right.
In other news, jean claude, our French Chef has been teaching us about French wine. He recommends which cheese and bread should go with the wine.
(Chef Jean Claude made his debut appearance in a mention here: https://psychicintraining.com/2013/01/19/meanwhile-at-our-house/. He has stuck around and has become a spirited companion in our kitchen and on shopping trips.)
A few weeks ago, he suggested we drink only French wine for a whole year, to educate our pallets. I can’t tell you much yet, other than they were delicious. I didn’t even bother to look up the wine we drank – we’re just becoming familiar with the bottles and the flavours right now.
It’s surprising to me how much I’m enjoying the wine experiment, because I’m not a drinker at all. Generally, maybe I’ll drink a half glass, and probably experience a hangover. I’ve been known to abstain from alcohol for years at a time… But Chef Hean Claude has had me drinking two or three glasses a week!
And really enjoying it. He will go on to describe how the “living beings” in the wine actually helps my body to properly digest the cheese and bread, and shows me an un digested curdle of lactose in my gut if I were to eat the same meal, but drink water instead.
He said that there was a time when wine was considered a human right in France – even prisoners were afforded a basic wine with their meal (depending upon when and where you look).
I was surprised that today’s wine made me feel well-nourished and merry. In general, I believed wine made me weepy. only if you drink the least expensive wine. This wine itself is sad, it is a failure at (the only thing it should be good at) being wine. Of course you cry when you drink the sad wine!
Wine is a celebration for the grape! A good wine is the essence of all life – it has been loved, from the very seed of it’s creation to the moment it dances upon your lips! To know wine is to understand it’s joy, it’s perfection, it’s magnificence! Non, there is no other drink, not even Perrier!
Chef Jean Claude informed us we should spend a year in study of Italian wine after French, and then six months for Portugal & Spain, before re-integrating domestic wines. This will ensure our pallets know what a wine should celebrate, and we can appreciate the energy of the wine, not merely it’s label.
This is not a hobby to which I had aspired, but I have to admit, it’s a lot of fun! And after my second glass this afternoon, I didn’t care that my ears were hot. Sweetie & I took the dogs to the beach, had a nap on the sand, and I came home feeling much better.
Oh! And while I was on the beach I heard our Chef say his second name clearly. Claude. J’mapelle Jean-Claude
I think I hear Jean Claude in French because I do speak some French, and he prefers that language to my usual “Englush”
I realized in that moment why my ears were hot – they are working on them again, in preparation for the readings I’ve booked tomorrow.
My psychic ears are burning!