For dessert we had milk and danish butter cookies in bed.  It is quite chilly here so I had a heating pad on under me to keep warm (cheaper than running the heater).  After we finished we laid down and Dean read for a bit and all the while I was roasting my back on the very hot heating pad.

About 1/2 an hour went by and my tummy started to make funny noises and I got - for lack of a better term - shit cramps.  Then for the next hour I made half a dozen running trips to the toilet with runnier and more explosive “bouts”.

Lesson for the day: don’t drink milk and then raise your body temperature to the point where milk curdles.  It ain’t fun!

Sounds like a fortune cookie doesn’t it?