She just got back from the hospital, and was under her own power, so that's good. I'll bet her blood thinners got messed up.

You know what? It's too bad I didn't bake cookies today. This means I'll no longer be known as the Cookie Lady at the mechanic's. I'll be the Crazy Lady. Sigh.

Poor sara.

I'm sure you'll always be the Cookie Lady to them, sara.

I have the world's most random assortment of booze in my house right now, but nothing that I really feel like drinking. And yet? I want a drink. Hmm. I guess I could drink some Bailey's as-is.

I am having a similar problem, Jesse. I really want something carbonated, for some reason, but don't have anything that is. I'm trying to figure out if I want it bad enough to get in the car and go get some.

Ooh, the car seems like a huge hurdle. Often, putting on shoes to cross the street is a big enough hurdle for me not to get something. Because I really am that lame.

Timelies all!

Boskone was fun, what I saw of it. I ended up getting to the hotel around 2:45 pm on Saturday, thanks to delays with the rebooked flight. G and I did a belated Valentine's Day dinner at Meritage, in the Boston Harbor Hotel. Very nice.

Of course, the flight back to BWI was delayed. sigh...

It really is a hurdle, for I am that lame as well.

You know what? I need to thank everyone here for putting up with me in what appears to be my venture at Being Wrong. I really don't like being wrong. Really, really, really. It's a huge stumbling block for me (but I really DID smell burning clutch, damnit.) But y'all have been nice and not laughed at me. At least, not told me you were laughing. That counts.

Phsaw. Anyway, it sounds like you were being careful, not wrong.

What Jesse said.