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Sorry you are missing Toto. And you are not an idiot, just a bit scatterbrained. I'm sorry you'll be feeling the effects of missing the meds until you get that sorted, though.
Giles ,'Selfless'
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hugs vw
Sorry you are missing Toto. And you are not an idiot, just a bit scatterbrained. I'm sorry you'll be feeling the effects of missing the meds until you get that sorted, though.
groom reached under the marital bed and pulled out a shot gun
Ummm...wow. That's just terrifying. My brother also has his masters in pastoral counseling, but from a Baptist seminary. He's a lot more fundy than me, but not as scary as some I've met/am related to.
{{{vw}}} I completely understand missing Toto. I miss my cat when I'm away from home. That's one reason he travels with me so much.
Damn, I'm gone, but you know that. They'll have to bring you out again. And Foster City is 5 minutes from my work!!
Very sad, but hey, fi they offer me a job....voila! :)
"There is no fi. There is only od." ----- Odaya
I hope you had a wonderful birthday, Katie Bee!
Congratulations on the job, Emily! Yeah that you get to learn a new subject? My mom's old boyfriend was told one August that he would be teaching pottery, never having touched clay in his life. He quick got some books on pottery and taught it to himself. I don't know how good he was at teaching it, but it ended up being one of his favorite classes.
Tell you what: you come to my house and help me clean up, and then I'll come to your house and help you!
Up to this week, I would have totally taken you up on this, Zenkitty. This week, I actually seem to be able to do my own. I know it's only Wednesday, but I've gotten significant cleaning done each day this week and got a bag of clothes I no longer wear taken to Salvation Army today. I'm really proud of myself, and a little scared, because I can't imagine this lasting. I mean, I'm not even rushing because of impending company or anything. Just working. And reading. And not sleeping.
And now, off to do more laundry and dishes.
eta: I almost forgot in the mememe. Much ~ma for Sammy, Andi. Hugs. And no, the corn makes no sense. It seems that homemade would be better. Or, when I was in California at a fancy, shmancy pet store, they had frozen meat for dogs and cats. I don't remember what the brand was, but Googling frozen cat food brings up several options.
Don't suppose anybody's up?
I'm up. What's up?
S has a big goose egg over her left eye. I have no idea when it happened. I've been distracted, and away from the house working quite a bit over the last couple of days, and I don't know how or when it got there.
She's not entirely sure, either. She says she fell day before last, and came down on her knee (which has a large and ugly bruise right around the kneecap, but she's pretty much able to walk on it just fine), but she doesn't specifically remember hitting her head or her eye on anything.
I'm just kind of freaking out a little bit, and wondering if it's been there for a day and I haven't noticed, or if it's something she received while I was gone this evening, or what.
That's bizarre. I don't know what it could be. Does it hurt?
She says it doesn't hurt.