Okay, you know, Nora, we're jealous enough without you taunting us with the food!

...oh, wait. I don't even like mussels. Still. It sounds taunty!

I understand tiredness -- and besides, vw only just got up from a nap. But we miss you! A lot!

Miss you guys too- very much looking forward to Tuesday. And feeling human enough to hang out big time, old school, hard core... and so on.

Well, good. Cause the F2F photos are making me crazy with the jealousy, and somehow we people in this area never seem to get together on weekends when we could spend much time together, and I feel like we don't see any of you people at all and and and...

Sorry, sudden attack. Better now.

Two weeks ago when I got my A1c, it took them ... attempts to draw my blood.

Good lord! Who was trying to draw it, a chimp on crack? That's just not right. Poor Daniel.

Two very apologetic lab techs, with a very patient me urging them on to keep trying.

You see, even when I'm not this fat, my veins are deep. they are also rubbery and roll. I just smiled patiently and told them to keep trying.

Then they suggested I "go make a new appointment and we'll try another day."

As I was walking down the hall, one of them suggested to the other, and she said "wait! maybe we can get it from one of your fingers."

Aha!" I exclaimed, "I know just what finger to give you."

The other lab tech giggled.

I rolled my eyes. They milked my most giving finger. And no. It is my right hand ring finger.

No, I hear ya. I'm so low on the being able to leave the house. Except, apparantly for necessary errands at Trader Joe's and Target. Oh, bejeezus. I just realized I HAVEN'T BRUSHED MY TEETH YET TODAY. Lord. I am totally on the edge of being a part of polite society. Uh, gotta run.

Speaking of naughty:

Boy gets trapped inside vending machine.

Good news. I may have found a buyer for my loom. If she pays the full asking price, that's the next month's mortgage paid and then some, so any sale~ma would be appreciated.

Sale~ma, Anne. How's it going in the new house? Getting everything settled in alright?

Thanks to everyone for the comments about my photo... Today has been a workday...it went well but I remembered that I copied ten pages twice. Argh. Editing is kind of a drag anyway as taking stuff out doesn't feel as good as putting stuff in.

John Wayne Gacy: Etiquette question: My ex-sf is one of seven kids, right? One of his nieces is graduating from hs this week, and we're wondering if we need to plan for the grad. party or not(The neice and her mom and dad aren't really the problem...they're nice.) But should we have to put up with the liquored-up, whacked-out Mel Gibson Catholic grandparents? Dreading this.It's hard to feel comfortable with them because J. literally went to jail before they could accept us fresh-mouthed Protestants. Are we jerks if we just send a gift?