My daughter is disturbed because I went to bed with three cuttlefish.
I am disturbed that they didn't defrost.
If you recall that bursitis thing, I have to ice it now and then, and you know, ice is so boring once it's melted; so the man went around the our seven-eleven, and picked up some frozen cuttlefish and peas.
I was a wee bit tired after the sleep-over party last night and the subsequent clean up - read destroyed - so icing my hip while sleeping seemed like an excellent idea. I got myself all laid out, ice balanced and napped for a lovely long time.
Later when I came to make the paella for dinner I was surprised to discover that the sepia was still cold like a rock.
What does that say about me????