Worst ever analogies from high school essays: [link]

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Tuesday night score: A couple of cute flirtations, and much love from my new gay boyfriend. Still up: the puppy-kicking speech to a boy (he's very sweet & nice, but he's obviously looking for a connection, whereas I am... well, not).

I know I shouldn't have gone out tonight, what with the being sick, but it's too tempting. Though I've been home for a while, and the NyQUil just kicked in. G'night, folks.

Hope all is well with everyone. Or as well as it can be.

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I'd trust the pharmacist, Cindy. Maybe not the doctor, but the pharmacist.

Yeah. When we were at the pedi's office, I'm pretty sure the nurse put two meds in the neb, when she gave Chris the breathing treatment. The doctor made a point of saying they could be mixed. I then asked the pharmacist. It was only once I got home and read the print-out Walgreen's always puts in with their stuff, that I saw otherwise. I had to talk to the dr's office again later, to find out about the Xray, so I told them about the contradiction, and they confirmed for sure that I could mix the two. Truthfully though, it's only because the pharmacist said I can, that I am.

We've got busy stuff tomorrow, or, uh, today. Owen goes back to the sitter for the day and we've got a pediatrician appointment and a lactation consult. I think the nursing is going 100% better than last time but I want to go over some pointers with a professional.

Olivia is still a little jaundiced but seems to be doing fine. We'll know more when we see the ped.

Oh, I've been craving Olivia news. I haven't hit LJ yet this morning, but it was nice to find it here. I'm sorry she's still a little jaundiced. If you have any bit of the orb in your sky, keep your shades and curtains open, and put her bassinet in a sunny window, 'til you gte her to her check up.

Hurray for smooth nursing! How about you--do you feel like you're recovering well?

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Tuesday night score: A couple of cute flirtations, and much love from my new gay boyfriend. Still up: the puppy-kicking speech to a boy (he's very sweet & nice, but he's obviously looking for a connection, whereas I am... well, not).

Oh. No. Puppy-kicking speech hard. Flirting pretty.

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Aaaaaaaargh! They're confiscating my computer!!!

kicks world

'parently there aren't enough computers around, and my former-fellow-sub, who's now been moved into teaching Pre-K, needs one of her own. Which is fair enough. She's presently using this one, coming into the sub room to visit with the 3 of us. So is the other former-fellow-sub who's been moved into teaching Math. There are 5 of us using this computer. But, yes, she needs one in her classroom, sure. But - but this means that we lose our computer!

blows nose

I want to make muffins. But I want them to be easy and healthy and maybe involve porridge oats and pumpkin. I've knocked together several possible recipes from looking at recipes online and chopping and changing a bit...apparently you can take a cake mix and add a can of diet drink instead of egg/fat/milk. Which sounds tempting, even though I'm not a big fan of cake mix as a concept. I thought you could probably do the same thing with a can of pumpkin, or with some fat free yogurt. Maybe.

We're in the middle of a dust storm right now. Everything inside and outside the school is coated in red dust. Including us.

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Fay, I'm so sorry about the computer confiscation. That's just mean.

I have heard of people substituting apple sauce for fat in baked goods. I don't know if that appeals to you at all.

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All the health~ma for sparky.

All the sanity~ma for Cindy. Poor you!

Congratulations, Jilli!

Job~ma for PC.

Yay for Olivia doing well!

Yay for lots of Bitches stopping by.

Poor Fay!

I have a busy day today…classes, then a PCP appointment, then run home and try to get some homework done, then off to knitting and crocheting (where I’m working on Emily’s super sekrit graduation present). I’m zonked, and I haven’t even started yet.

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I had a Cashmere dream this morning. Very boring content. We were driving around doing errands. Drug store, grocery, donut shop, post office, with the kids. I got to stay in the car with the kids while she popped into the stores. The frustrating part was that Cashmere had decided to fix her hair in a 50's overteased with flip style that was wrong, very very wrong. She was in such good humor getting all her running around done that I didn't have the heart to tell her that the hair was a mistake. But I knew I had to find a way. I woke before I solved the problem.

Oh No! Fay without a computer would be bad.

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I really just feel like going back to bed. Someone convince me to get my ass off the couch, take a shower and get off to classes.

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I have heard of people substituting apple sauce for fat in baked goods. I don't know if that appeals to you at all.

For muffins that should work pretty well - they tend to come out a bit denser and chewier than baked goods make with fats.

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