You so fresh, Cass.
I showered! Yesterday
Did you go to work, today? Are you going tomorrow? How's your poor back?
Today is the last day at home for me. Taking all of the time that the doctor wanted was a really good thing. Thank you for the *ahem* encouragement and browbeating to actually take care of myself and not cave to pressure for work.
I managed to finally do some of my dishes and laundry today which is the first thing that has been done around here in about two weeks.
My back is really doing better. And I am trying to be really good about not putting too much strain on it for a while.
beej, safety~ma to your friend's mum.
Emily, great test score! Who cares if all they care about is pass/fail, we all know the truth and we shout it to the skies. Emiley is 92% perfect! Whoot!
IOmeN, I'm severly disappointed. I was looking forward to roasted asparagus for dinner and it wasn't until I reached in the veggie draw that I realized I'd thrown it out two days ago for getting slimy. Sigh. Some vegetables just don't last long enough, even in the fridge.
I regularly have to clean out the "crisper". Ha! Name ONE thing that comes out of there "crisper".
It should really be called the limper, or the molder.
First day, P-C?
I keep beer in the crisper. Never had a problem with it going soggy.
Thank you for the *ahem* encouragement and browbeating to actually take care of myself and not cave to pressure for work.
I browbeat you, because my Lyme Disease ridden husband has built up an immunity to my wise advice, over the years. *cough*
Oh, Cashmere, by the way, apparently Mr. Invinsible was right about his temperature, last night. He spoke to the NP, today. She said call if it goes up around 103. I will be engaging in some creative number reading to him by at least one degree, possibly two, you realize, if it goes much over 101.
I think Sail's hit it with "the molder", by the way. Damn, I meant to clean out under my sink, today. We have a new dish washer coming tomorrow, and it's a mess under there. I so don't want to face that, tonight.
Cindy, I miss you. I hope that we can hang out someday soon.
There, I've said it!
flounces off
Nora, once we've finished enduring the plagues, I think we should, darn it. You're a North Shore girl, now.
flounces back
OK! I'll bug you about it when things level out a little.
Oh, I know that you browbeat for my own good, Cindy. I actually do appreciate it. Today is the first day that I have been able to do anything without cringing in pain. Though about an hour and a half of low-level housework has tired out some muscles. I will take it very easy at work tomorrow.
I hope Scott feels better soon.
Speaking of crispers, slimers and molders... Turns out bacon can go bad. Ewwwww. So much for my sandwich plans for dinner.
