Yay, vw (yay for the party, and yay that you posted, because I just went through a whole bunch of posts, and nearly none of them were first-thing-in-the-morning convo).
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I know exactly what you mean. I decided to go ahead and start it. Although, I found the overnight reading SO interesting...I just didn't really have anything to say about it.
Meatballs have been started. I'm used to making them in my mom's ugly 6-quart crockpot, but she was sure that this gorgeous 5-quart would be big enough...just barely! I almost didn't fit all of the secret sauce in.
Poptarts to continue the play-by-play:
I just took the brownies out of the oven. The apartment smells so choclatey and delicious. I think I know what I'm having for breakfast! But first, they must cool so I can frost them. The frosting is the bestest part.
I didn't click the links. There's not enough coffee in the world. But yes, it was interesting. I'm with deb on the Jockey for Her, although I like the cotton better than the microfibre.
You're making me hungry, which means I should eat, huh?
Wish me peace. I have to take Julia to Daisies today, and don't want to have a panic attack just because I'm worried about having a panic attack. The little buggers really are self-perpetuating.
I did click the links, but it was 4:00am. I wasn't really in a position to make my own decisions. They were there. They must be clicked. That's what my brain said anyway.
That is so true! It's like when I'm really trying to stay out of the hospital, half the time I end up going in just because I get myself so worked up about going in.
Much luck to you. Just remember to breathe. You can do it. I have much faith in you.
Timelies. Hey Cindy. I was thinking about what I do to get through a panic attack and I don't think I ever said, one of the things I have to do to get myself out of one quickly is to acknowledge that it's happening, that it will go away soon and that it may feel horrible, but it's causing no damage to my body. The no damage part is really important.
vw, now I want meatballs and brownies. I bet the party is an absolute blast. And only a few hours now until you can give her the present!
And only a few hours now until you can give her the present!
I KNOW! I'm so excited! It's all wrapped, and the card is signed. It's so pretty.
I'm really excited about the party. I wish more of her friends were able to make it. It's going to be mostly Buffistas, which is fabulous! But, it would have been fun to have more of the SCA crowd too. They're cool people. I think that everyone would have gotten along well. But, it's ok. It's still gonna be about 12 people. We'll have a great time. And, lord knows, there's going to be SO much food! I hope everyone comes hungry!
My hands are FREEZING! I just got done shelling 18 eggs. Brrrrr... Gonna wait a few minutes to start cutting them and doing the deviling.
Good luck with the party, vw. I'm sure it will be fabulous. Sorry I won't be able to make it.
I'm procrastinating starting what is going to be a stressful, long day. I've got a volunteer luncheon to get ready for and then we're driving to see my MiL.
And I've seriously stretched out checking account to the limit. Not sure if the savings will cover it--even though DH swears he's got a reimbursement check coming for business travel expenses. If they don't deposit the check by Tuesday at the latest, we're screwed. I hate waiting to see if this is going to happen.