Sorry to say this, but my old doctor often called UTI's a "honeymoon illness" because some women experience an increase in UTI's immediately after getting married.

Heh, I forgot about that. But it's been three whole months!

He bought me a stuffed pig the first time he came to meet my family. We still have it and Owen plays with it.

Cute, cute, cuuuuuuute!

More well-wishes for -t, and Betsy, here's hoping your friend is stranded and unable to communicate because of the general state of things, but will be heard from soon, and safe. (Also, would you consider changing your name to "Besty," since that's the way I invariably type it, and then I wouldn't have to catch and correct it every time before I hit post? Thx)

Eek, connie. I hate that feeling. When we had our boat DH used to do sliding turns. My stomach did the same sort of fall and lurch it does during skids on ice. It took forever to get him to understand why it wasn't any more fun for me on the water than it was on icy roads.

He brought me a teacup last night for a second date because he noticed that I collected them when he was in my apartment for our first date.

Definitely a keeper. A guy who notices things is rarer than rubies.

Oh, definitely. Unless he's one of those guys who likes all the cans to line up by height in the kitchen cupboards, with the labels out...

I'm glad the guy managed to arrange transitional visits, vw, and good luck with finding a stable and productive therapist situation soon.

I've become increasingly irritated at people in doctors' offices and the like who don't at least attempt my last name. I know it's a difficult name, people, but take a close look at me. Do I look like I want to be your friend?

Oh goodness, Ginger is me. But much more articulate, and funny. I called my GYN by his first name, after he used mine at our first meeting. He'd taken over my previous and retiring doctor's practice. He looked highly affronted. One of those "Me, Deity" types, Deb.

Speaking of Deb, I haff peadudt budder deafbomps, wiff coffee, yumm! Okay, putting the pan away and saving some for DH. Thank you!

P-nut butter deathbomb crumbs.

Nora, uck! I don't know what stopped them, but I had lots of UTIs in my 20s, and they're No Fun. I hope you get the situation sorted out soon.

I just finished listening to the CdS Quidam cd, and Dralion is playing now. We just Netflixed La Nouba, and now I'm really wanting the cd for that show, as well. A blurb I read about the music was very charming, claiming that the lyrics are in a "language" made up of Italian, German, Spanish and French words and nonsense syllables...

All in favor of an immediate nap say "Aye".

AYE.

Dear God. Today cannot end quickly enough.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....

Aye. The week seems to be dragging on even though the days went fast (except today). I've had to deal with so many problems at work that part of me just wants to scream.

Aye.

I must stop looking at the clock and my accrued vacation hours--10! Woo!--and doing the math.

All in favor of an immediate nap say "Aye".

Aye!

I'm napping when I get home from work for sure, just after I vacuum, do the dishes, throw in some laundry, take some stuff to the storage locker ... I'm not napping, am I?

Aye.

(Will the nap be followed by hot cocoa? And perhaps fleeing work?)