Go, vw!! You've been very productive! Def. time for some toe-pampering.
I have a corset, but it's utlitarian rather than pretty. And, it's shot. I'll need a new one before I head off to another event.
I'm not sure about wearing one in Real Life. While I like being somewhat cleavagy, corsets make me Very Cleavagy and I'm not sure how comfortable I am with that.
Trying to decide if I have enough time for this today. Looks like the GC might be for a manicure and pedicure. If I get there at 1pm, I should be done within an hour and a half, right?
I would think so. 1 hour for the pedi, 30 min for the mani.
I don't have a corset life either...but I don't think I will until I get a corset.
Or I'll discover it's completely wrong for me.
needle phobias respond very differently than other phobias and Valium actually exacerbates their effect.
Huh. Weird. I've only had Valium once, and it wasn't for a needle phobia (which I don't have) but to relax me while they stuck a camera wire into my vein at my pubic bone and navigated my circulatory system with it up to my shoulder, where they then injected dye through the wire.
And, because it didn't occur to me to NOT be self-reliant, I drove myself home from that. Shifting with my right arm immobilized was a pain. The nurse, after flipping out that I didn't have a driver, did tell me a good back route to Glendale from downtown LA, though.
Huh. Weird. I've only had Valium once, and it wasn't for a needle phobia (which I don't have) but to relax me while they stuck a camera wire into my vein at my pubic bone and navigated my circulatory system with it up to my shoulder, where they then injected dye through the wire.
And, because it didn't occur to me to NOT be self-reliant, I drove myself home from that. Shifting with my right arm immobilized was a pain. The nurse, after flipping out that I didn't have a driver, did tell me a good back route to Glendale from downtown LA, though.
I'd comment, but I've fainted dead away.
The cat likes to hide under the sheet as I'm tucking it in (flat or fitted) and the dog thinks he should lay on top of each new layer put on the bed. Very annoying.
Hee. When Lucy was a puppy she used to love playing peekaboo under the sheets as I flipped them up over the bed. She'd leap under and then hold very, very still until I flipped the sheet back up, and come bounding out.
I don't think I have the courage to corset up, erika. I don't have any place to wear one, anyhow.
don't you go to the grocery store?
The cat likes to hide under the sheet as I'm tucking it in (flat or fitted)
Mine does this, too. I just ignore him and keep making the bed. I end up with a cat-lump, but he crawls out when he gets bored.
I will no longer drive myself to the ER because they won't give me the good drugs until they see my ride home, who cannot be a cab driver.
Not even if I promise not to take the pills in question until I get home.
Huh. Weird. I've only had Valium once, and it wasn't for a needle phobia (which I don't have) but to relax me while they stuck a camera wire into my vein at my pubic bone and navigated my circulatory system with it up to my shoulder, where they then injected dye through the wire.
That sounds SO cool. Did you get to watch on the monitor?
(I once saw my bladder scoped. Decidedly uncomfortable, but very very trippy to watch even without drugs.)