Fay, I've also woken up in the morning to find that theives had been in the house while we slept (they stole my roommate's car keys and took his car).

I found it very unsettling that they could have easily coomein while we slept and done something horrible.

{{{{Betsy}}}}

{{{{Lilty}}}}

Thanks for all the ~ma and hugs. I haven't heard from my mom yet, but we got the call at a family dinner (scaled back from a Memorial Day BBQ, under the circumstances). His parents and brother had taken a shift off from the hospital to come and grab a bite, since they thought it would be days still, and they got back to the hospital just after he went. As sad as it was, watching how fast that room cleared out to join them at the hospital, especially with everyone still smarting from my grandmother, was heartening. Crude and silly as they may be, they pull together when needed like no one else.

Steph and Juliana, insent.

Steph, P.S. You suck.

I somehow just managed to burn my boobs by dropping a hot piece of teryaki steak down my shirt.

On that note, I go to work.

{{Lilty}}, {{Betsy}} Lots of ~ma to you both. I'm sorry such nasty stuff is happening in your lives, may it all get nicer, soon.

I somehow just managed to burn my boobs by dropping a hot piece of teryaki steak down my shirt.

I've had discussions with a few Buffistas about weird ways we've injured ourselves.

I think Lilty may have just put us all to shame.

Now Perkins, don't forget Ginger and Hil. The unlikelyhood of Lilty's injury is impressive, but Ginger and Hil consistently display an expert level of artistry. I will grant that Lilty and Betsy (cf shoulder injuring - danish losing - pratfall in the rain) do show promise.

It would be silly for me to see if this: [link] is still available, wouldn't it?

Not sure I need a giant stuffed Kangaroo doll.....

Now Perkins, don't forget Ginger and Hil.

We all need props for the things we're really good at.

Anyone want to hear again how I got eight stitches in my palm from a defective wine bottle?

Anyone want to hear again how I got eight stitches in my palm from a defective wine bottle?

Yes!

I have a big scar on my left hand at the base of my thumb, from when a friend and I (both age 10) broke a glass 7-up bottle opening it, then proceeded to fight over who got to pour. We decided to settle it by seeing whose hand was on top as we worked our way up the bottle (picture what you would do with a baseball bat to see who would go first).

I won, and then waited until my mother came home to mention it to anyone.