Mmm, devilled eggs. Yum--and I could even eat them on this diet. May have to make some.

Was supposed to be at a rollerskating birthday party right now. But I woke up and thought "I'd have to get up *right now* in order to get stuff done and still get there on time", and realized I didn't feel like either getting up or going rollerskating with cramps, and said screw it and went back to sleep.

So, I live above a 7-11. They often play their music loud enough that it comes through my floor. Most nights, I don't even bother to call them up--it irritates, but it's not actually any louder than, say, the traffic outside. But last night when I got home at 2:30AM, it was LOUD. So I called them up. And this guy without an accent answers. Who can this be? I think. Because I know I've seen all the people who work there. He says to them "She wants you to turn your music down!". And tells me he's a customer, they told him to pick up the phone. He's also a lawyer. Well, almost a lawyer. And do I have a boyfriend?

It was highly amusing. His name was Miles. I was tempted ot ask if he was very short.

I was supposed to go to a gaming party today, but I realized that would require actually getting out of bed and getting dressed and walking to the bus stop and taking the bus across town and staying awake and interacting with people, and I woke up at about 12 but haven't actually stayed awake for more than about 45 minutes at a time, so I figured today might not be the best party day for me. So I'm napping. A lot. I think I'm catching up on the sleep I missed this past week.

meara has a new tag. I thought she loved me.

I'm sorry PolterCow. I went to the movies last night, and it just called out to me to be tagged. It almost said please.

I understand. We can still be friends.

The party, so far, sounds absolutely yummy, vw.

{{{Cindy}}} I don't have panic attacks, but I know someone who does. It sounds awful, and I wish I could do something other shake a wee fist at the universe for you.

{{{Kristin}}} Because you are always so helpful and so concerned and willing to share. Has anyone ever told you you're a sweetie? And a hot one to boot?

Daniel, I sympathize -- when we were without insurance at one point, I discovered my diabetes meds are $200 a month. Yikes. Sincerely hoping yours are more affordable, and the insurance situation doesn't last long.

I bought a new red bag at Target for $11 on clearance, and it may be my One True Bag. I'm hopeful. It's very pretty.

Timelies. Have skipped and skimmed, though I did click on some unfortunately links. DH did not seem to find the humor in the feathered butt plug...alas.

{{{}}}} to them that needs, chocolate and glitter for all.

Has anyone ever told you you're a sweetie? And a hot one to boot?

Probably, but it can't be said enough.

It's so cold.

Sincerely hoping yours are more affordable, and the insurance situation doesn't last long.

Thanks. Currently I have Avandia, and a water pill, and testing supplies. The testing strips alone are about $85/month. Avandia is about $100/month and hydrochlorothiazide is a cheap $7/month. Add in a couple of my supplements and it rounds out to approximately $200/mo.

I can probably shave some of that by 10%-20% online, but Wal-Mart prices are pretty competitive.

ETA: and of course, lab tests, and finding a new doctor, as my old one left the clinic last month.

The testing strips alone are about $85/month.

Gah! I forgot about them. (I'm not as good about testing as I should be, but I did it four times a day when I was pregnant and on insulin.) I've seen those ads on TV for diabetic testing supplies via mail, but I've never investigated them. Good look finding a new doctor, too -- it's always tough for me to find someone I like enough to stick with long-term.