I'm with the just relax crowd P-C.
This, from the queen of microanalysis. I know from experience the too-soon talk can be a real kill-buzz.

And speaking of kissage...

I don't kiss ANYone for 3 freaking years and what do I get immediately upon snogging Fella?

MONO

I'm 46 years old. WTF?

No wonder I've felt like dirt for the last 3.5 months.

Although, I feel all manner of tough for remaining at least mostly upright for all that time.

dayum.

I have no idea how to deal with it...off to the doc's office for some mystery medicine he has prescribed.

Blergh.

At the F2F I leaned back at one point and found a nice comfy human back to lean against (this was before becoming comfortably numb). As I relaxed, my brain played through the people I knew to be behind me - Pete chief among them. It was then that I realize who I was leaning on and I think I jumped a mile. Not quite a looming, but startling nonetheless.

Yup, you jumped a mile. You were actually leaniing against my shoulder, and I was busy taking photos (who knew?™) and didn't notice you until you said "Am I leaning on Pete?".

P.S. Loom

((((Beej))))

My brother caught mono when he was in high school. Lots of rest.

Get a few good no-brain-required novels and sleep the weekend away. Which isn't the best way to spend a holiday weekend but also isn't the worst.

Ridiculous amounts of ~ma for Beej.

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I think my reaction would be the same, Suzi. Though he is adorable .

raises hands, waves half-heartedly at Aimee

eta: Loom! Ack!

OMG! My pre-calc class starts next Tuesday!

No more sitting at home on my ass all day.

Much recovery~ma to Beej. I had mono in my early 20s—yuck.

One of my coworkers also got it at age 57. I don't think it has an upper age limit.

Well no wonder it wasn't going away. Hope the magic medicine works {{Beej}}.

I have no advice for P-C. That whole when to talk about stuff and when to just enjoy the smooches, I was never any good at that. So, um, good luck.

My mother-in-law is here. She likes our house. She asked where her grandbabies are. I did not hit her. I think I deserve an ice cream cone. Later, when there is ice cream at my disposal.

-t, does she know about your miscarriages? I only ask, because I can feel my arm stretching out to hit her, all the way over here.

She asked where her grandbabies are.

gets VERY LARGE cluetree

proceeds to whack MiL about the head and shoulders with a few strategic whacks to the bum.

That has got to be the rudest, most insensitive thing ... I just ...

whacks more

Oh, -t. That's just awful. {{{-t}}}