I did not have my keys. They were still in the car. And the car was still running.
I did this once after parking on the street in preparation for going to a concert at Shoreline. my car at the time was a convertible, and while teh top was up, I was able to unzip teh back window and crawl through anmd retrieve the keys. I was terrified that someone who lived on teh street I was parking on would see me and call the cops on me for breaking into a parked car, though. Didn't happen, and I was just embarassed as all get out. Funny how embarassed you can be over something that no one saw you do.
You know what's terrifying? Feeling your bus slide on the ice on its way to a packed intersection, that's what's terrifying.
Yikes, Connie, it certainly is! You are unscathed, I hope?
There seem to be a number of Bitches not feeling in th epink of good health. Helathful vibes to you all. I'm not sure that vibes from me will be that helpful, as I am now entering week 4 of the cough that decided to hibernate in my chest for the Winter, but maybe I send them out nonetheless.
Oh, Betsy. I hope he's okay.
And poor Empress, having to leave the Princess. That's so unfair.
sj, he sounds like a real sweetie.
I like sj's suggestion, though. Murder is therapeutic.
Betsy, I am hoping for the best for your friend. Much punctuation to you and his family.
People have wanted to feel bad for me because my name has no nick...now I have two. Friends only. My dad's mom was like" you could call her "Ricki", so glad they didn't."
Feeling good today, but have a bit of ground to make up novel-wise due to all the fic and "Save The Wire"
See y'all in a few hours, k?
Sj, jealous.
Oh, and timelies.
In me-me-me news, I find out if I passed the first actuarial exam in 6 hours. I am on pins and needles waiting.
Whenever I introduce myself to someone I always use my full name becuase that's what I like to be called. Shortening it without asking is a definite faux pas.
Me too, and it seems like half the people who call in to our office immediately shorten it. Grrr.
Something that both sets of our recently-sprogged friends did to cover the daycare gap was hire actor-type friends who didn't have day gigs at the time to be nannies. From all accounts, it worked fantastically. Z was most envious of the nannies.
sj, that wasn't annoying at all! He brought you a teacup!
{{{vw}}} I promise to never call you Val, until I receive permission. vee-dub, on the other hand, is a distinct possibility. Speaking of toasts, here's to finding a therapist with whom you can have a long, happy and beneficial relationship.
{{{-t}}} I've got fingers and toes crossed for you. Though it's your fault if my cow-orkers look at me askance for walking funny.
Betsy, I'm so sorry about your friend's situation. Here's hoping....
{{{vw}}} I promise to never call you Val, until I receive permission. vee-dub, on the other hand, is a distinct possibility. Speaking of toasts, here's to finding a threrapist with whom you can have a long, happy and beneficial relationship.
Oh, you all can call me Val. You're friends. It's totally cool. I just hate it when strangers cut it down. And thank you for the therapist wishes. I'm still hoping that we'll convince BCBS to let me stay with the current therapist, but if not, at least I've got some time.
