It's almost like we're distantly related

Funky. Although you and my husband were apparently doing the Martinez balancing act - one person has to leave for another to move there. Or maybe there's just a Buffista quota.

Raquel, I just read your tag. I haven't heard the name "The Dead Milkmen" in YEARS. Good times.

edit: "Is there an R, Pat?"

Pretty pattern, vw. Looks like a lot of piecing. My mom had a "no triangle" rule for the last pattern she started after doing a pattern with a bunch Ts for me and a one with a rocket ship for my nephew, so I just look at that pattern and think "triangles!".

I have that sort of exclusion principle going on with a few places and people, Raquel. Makes it a little harder to actually meet people, but it makes me feel important.

(eta: landlord update - DH got an e-mail from him saying we'll get our full deposit! Happy surprise, that)

Susan W -- all the back-ma in the world to you, my sister in back pain this week.

HOwever, I think my backpain is less than yours because all I got was an anti-inflammatory pill and a muscle relaxant.

sumi, that sounds like what I got--Tylenol 3 and Flexeril.

I'm much better today. The muscles feel achey and stiff, but it's not a sharp pain unless I do something stupid. Which I'm trying not to do, of course, but it's hard to break the instinct that tries to catch something if it slips out of your hands, for example. But I'm feeling hopeful that by Tuesday I'll be in good enough shape to care for Annabel again.

Timelies, all.

I'm in an odd mood. I don't feel sick, but I don't feel completely altogether, either. I'm not crabby, but I'm not perky or anything.

I am just kind of blah.

This is very aggravating.

I have cramps of doom today. So much that I feel like I need to throw up. Advil has been consumed and is making a small dent.

I love flexeril!

My back is much better today (I started the meds on Tuesday) and so much so that I called the Doctor's office and they suggested that I could start stepping back the amount I am taking.

THis makes me happy because I feel like I am already taking too many pills and today, my meds have given me an upset tummy. (Apparently, I should have had my breakfast before taking my meds.)

My cramps are not so much of doom as of annoyance. I am, in fact, on no pain killers at all. But that is at least partially because I don't know where they are.

There's a moment when you instininctively lunge to grab something where your brain says "No! That's gonna hurt! Let it fall" but your body is already launched that is perfect Greek tragedy.