Announcement:

My hair is now a shade found in nature. Not my natural shade (I don't think), but approximating it.

Analysis:

DEAR GOD, NO!! GET SOME UNNATURALLY RED HAIR DYE, STAT!!!

Happy Birthday, Laga!

Beej - I'm so glad that Bartleby is okay.

Lots of ultrasound~am, Robin!

Happy Birthday, LAGA! Whoo-hoo!

girl-parts~ma for Robin. Man, so many women I know are dealing with this and similar issues. Has it always been this way?

Yay, baby news! Re names: I hated my first name until years after I started using my middle one. Now I'm sort of proud of it, because it's unusual but pretty. I say, go for the unusual name! And if it's geeky in origin, so much the better. Pass on your geeky heritage.

Beej, glad Bartleby's okay. Bartleby, dude, don't eat off the sidewalk anymore, 'kay? You scared your human, and you know how they get.

JUliana, if you're lookin for the quick-fix that will give you some color and give your hair a chance to recover, try Loreal's ColorPUlse in...the flaming red shade that I can remember the exact name of.

It's a really pretty, really bright red! I like it. And it's really easy, too. It's just a mousse; take about 10-15 minutes.

Yeah to Beej and Bartelby! I know I didn't post the ~ma, but I was sending it while cringing at the thought of glass in doggy tummy, which I'm still clearly cringing over because I just had to white font.

~ma and glitter all around to the folks who were clearly in my mind 30 seconds ago, and will be again as soon as I post this. This empty box is clearly having a deleterious affect on my memory. Also on my typing skills, which hopefully the extensive use of the backspace key is keeping you all from experiencing first hand.

If it makes you feel any better, I dialed my mom's phone number incorrectly twice this morning and ended up having to look it up. The number I've known by heart for about fifteen years. On the bright side, I had a nice chat with a really friendly guy, who read back his number and I would have sworn that was the right one, except not. Argh.

And, a few days ago I was supposed to get preliminary figures for meals to our caterers for the big conference we're having in late February (well, big for Alaska). I totally spaced until yesterday, but that was just a couple of days late (the conference chair is so calm that I totally didn't realize that there's less than a month to go). So yesterday, I contacted the registration chair for the numbers, and she said she'd get them to me before leaving town yesterday evening. But there was no call at work yesterday, and I just checked my work and personal emails. No numbers. Can I panic now?

vw, that's normal with the Mirena. Everything I've read says that it'll settle down within a few months. I recommend (if you haven't already done this, which I'm sure you have) taking 4 ibuprofen (800 mg) every 4-6 hours and snuggling up with a heating pad.

I'm trying to convince myself that if I go get groceries right now, and then work out after groceries, I can take a nap as a reward. But I'd like to skip the hard part and go straight to the reward. Naaaaaaaaap....

Happy Birthday Laga.

Announcement: I am watching all of the NKOTB videos that are on YouTube. I'm about to start looking for slash videos.

Analysis: I love it when the dealership is slow.

I recommend (if you haven't already done this, which I'm sure you have) taking 4 ibuprofen (800 mg) every 4-6 hours and snuggling up with a heating pad.

You know me so well!

See, if it were me, I'd rec 1 Vicodin, a margarita and snuggling up with a hot book.

And....Happy Birthday, Laga!!!