I went and bought groceries this afternoon, and now that it's time to make supper, I don't feel like eating anything I've bought. I could order pizza, but that was going to be a my oscar watching treat What to do, what to do...
'The Killer In Me'
Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
So I told my parents that I'm moving to Chicago. My father is convinced that I'm going to be mugged and beaten. He also keeps mentioning the higher cost of living, as if I didn't know things are more expensive there.
I know they're concerned because they love me, but at some point, I'm going to break and ask them if they think they've raised a complete moron.
Movie 2 is complete. I have traversed to Theater #2 and tossed in a mile walk just for fun. I still got here early. Luckily, I also am getting a wifi signal here. love it.
OMG I am so glad we went to see our pediatrician today. And I'm glad I trusted my instincts about the not-not-pox. Turns out, it wasn't chicken pox, which is why it didn't clear up on its own. It's some kind of strep infection (like impetigo, I guess). He put her on antibiotics too, and I need to bathe them both with an antibacterial soap.
So still a PITA, but at least they'll be feeling better soon. My bad mommy guilt is somewhat assuaged, although I wish I hadn't trusted the first doctor who said it was flea bites.
thank goodness you have a diagnosis and some treatments. poor kiddies.
I am wearing my zip front hoodie today that says Jackholia (as in place where all the Jackholes live, and place where I am the Mayor) and people keep staring at it, obviously reading it and trying to make some sense of it. Totally making my day. Well taht and the background music of Captain and Tenille the theater is playing.
Aw, poor bunnies! I hope she's better soon.
Oh, Burrell, I'm so glad you've got a firm diagnosis. Hope everyone feels better soon!
My Momma told me
you better shop around
seriously, I am the biggest noodle sometimes.
So I told my parents that I'm moving to Chicago. My father is convinced that I'm going to be mugged and beaten. He also keeps mentioning the higher cost of living, as if I didn't know things are more expensive there.
Shrift, we SO have the same parents, right down to the heart-disease dad.
It's why we love you so, msbelle.