That's a stole, dammit.

Huh? No, the one I'm squeeing over is a capelet. Covers the shoulders, has a collar-thingie that buttons. I have a stole in pink already, and it's just like the purple one you linked to.

I've had doctors that bleeding to death might get you in in an hour rather than three.

I am charmed by Jilli's story because I am massively allergic to some fragrances and every place I've ever worked, the response has been, "So? Suck it up." The idea that there's a workplace that would do something about it is wonderful to me.

Don't worry about it, Jilli, because if you're not allergic, you can't tell. Most people seem to think they have a god-given right to wear whatever perfume they want, even if it means they leave a trail of people behind them needing CPR. The fact that it you're worried about other people proves once again that you're far superior human being. Just stop wearing that particular perfume and send an e-mail saying, "I know that fragrance allergies are dreadful things, and I'm sorry I didn't realize earlier that I was bothering anyone. Please let me know immediately if I'm wearing something that bothers you."

See? Ginger offers Jilli the exact same advice.

We are discussing making my hair a rich warm chestnut. I am pleased, yet bemused.

::runs in:: Deb, congrats on your tv thing! That's so exciting! Here's hoping someone tapes it so I can see it later. Good luck, honey.

The idea that there's a workplace that would do something about it is wonderful to me.

All government/public buildings in my province are Scent Free zones.

We are discussing making my hair a rich warm chestnut. I am pleased, yet bemused.

That would look lovely, but you would need to make sure you're wearing the correct shade of lipstick.

You can tell I'm not because I'm not dead already. No, actually, love kids and would have one, but now=worst time ever. But if there was a star in the east, what a surprise the faithful would get.

"She told us it was too early for this...well, I'm not going to use the word she used, Messiah or no. Then she said we should read more books and stop looking for Mary in dirty windshields and grilled cheese. Because it's weird." one awestruck pilgrim recalled.

The gentleman on the left is David Evangelista, who will be doing my makeover.

Chiming in to say that Jilli is a wonderful person who should not feel guilty in the least. Also, I want the pink capelet!! Loves it!!!

My mom and dad sent me a little package with new niece photos and some small surprises. I want it now!!!

t /Veruca Salt

Re: the doctor's office. Shortly after I moved to NC, I had a doctor's appt at the Air Force Base (so, a military clinic) near my house. I'd never been there and called about 5 minutes before my appt time to say I was lost and could they give me directions. I arrived about 12 minutes late. I signed in. Then this woman called me into a room and literally snapped at me, saying they didn't see patients who come late. She did not care at all that I had called.

Normally, I'd be okay with this policy but a) I had never been there and b) I didn't know about the policy. I was so taken aback (and angry) that I called the patient advocate who said "Well, that's the way we do it and your husband should have told you of our policy."

My next phone call was to change to a civilian doctor. Now that I'm pregnant, the civilian hospital is and will be getting thousands that the military missed out on because they were such asses to me. The down side? I have always waited at least 20-30 minutes for every appointment, even when said appoinment consisted of "Any questions? Okay, see you in a month."