We haven't seen any, bonny, and nor has the vet on repeated samples. Sass, herself, seems undaunted by her GI issues, and bounces around as if she just won Westminster.

Sorry to hear that Mal has the ick, Raq.

Want to try for Wednesday of next week, Maria? Union Stationish?

Congratulations on the retail distribution of the book!

Yes, now I just need to put on my majorette outfit and drum up some sales.

How's the hockey season going for your husband's team?

We just had our draft for Little League last night. I've been unduly obsessed with it for the last two weeks. Our team will crush the rest of the league like a seedless grape.

Also, happy belated birthday to the wicked pixie Kristin.

Hi bonny! Wasn't trying to ignore you there...

Didn't think you were. Reminds me of my favorite Tick line ever:

Bad guy: No offense intended.

Tick: NONE COMPREHENDED!

I'm totally grasping at straws on Sass's behalf. I think it's residual ptsd on my part. In any case, I SO hope she gets better soon. Sweet babboo.

Ease and arnica for all the bruises...poor asses!

Tick: NONE COMPREHENDED!

Definitely a high point of the live-action Tick.

Which I really want to watch again right now to see the Tick give a smackdown on the faulty coffee machine.

And, of course, the genius that was Bat Manuel.

::gazes fondly on his Bat Manuel action figure::

CJ has already started his little league practices. He is a Carolina Mudcat this year.

And, of course, the genius that was Bat Manuel.

I was so disappointed -- initially -- when American Maid and Die Fledermaus couldn't be in the live-action Tick (not to mention Sewer Urchin or the Civic-Minded 5).

However, Bat Manuel ended up making me VERY happy. (Of course, now that he's on Lost -- and is also in the upcoming Dark Knight movie -- all I can think of when I see him is "Bat Manuel!" Which isn't the worst sort of typecasting, I guess, but probably not what he's going for as an actor.)

That's the second favorite live action Tick moment behind the one where he's getting spanked and his antennae alternately keep rising.

Bad guy: No offense intended.

Tick: NONE COMPREHENDED!

That always makes me laugh and laugh....

Timelies. A happy birthday to connie neil, and warm days to the rest of us.

He is a Carolina Mudcat this year.

That's damn cool. I wish we had minor league names.

Emmett is a Cub this year. Thanks for giving us a team name with a championship tradition!

At least we can get the blue pin-striped pants again.

On the flipside, our team had the first two picks in the draft. Which is insane; we've got half an all-star team. We knew we'd get first pick overall because our coach's kids were not on the 11 y.o. all-star team last summer. (They were on the 10 y.o. team.)

We had hoped we'd get a second round pick, but getting the second pick overall was ridonkulous. Not that we were greeted with a room full of resentful glares when we arrived for the draft and a pelting with rotten fruit. But it was widely agreed that we'd gotten an over-generous set of choices.

Emmett was so excited when he heard who we took for our team it almost made up for the Santa Claus mythbusting this year.

vw, do you think the first sentence (the possible!mono) could be related to the next paragraph?

I'm not trying to be snarky; I'm concerned about your health. It seems like you've taken on a LOT lately, with tutoring and school and the after-school kids' program, along with your regular life and quilting and other stuff. Maybe it's a little too much right now. Your health is more important than anything.

And we love you and want you to be a healthy bug.

I know you’re not trying to be snarky, and I really appreciate the care and concern. I’m just uberfrustrated right now. I just had a really tough therapy appointment because of all of this. I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired. I’m sick and tired of my brain not being able to process things and turning it into actual physical illness. I’m actually sick of being me. I’m sick of hearing myself try to explain away another day at work or school. And I’m even more sick thinking about how sick everyone else must be for hearing about this yet again. I’m actually in a space right now where I just want to be locked up and have the key thrown away. I’m never going to be able to function at the level I hope to, and apparently, I’m having a difficult time accepting this right now.

I’m also having a hard time figuring out when to push myself and when to give in. Everyone around me seems to think this isn’t a time to push, but that’s just really hard right now. I want to be the best person I can be, you know? I love this new job, but it’s a good possibility that it’s too much to take on right now. And I hate that. I hate that I’m always giving up things I want because it’s too much for my stupid fragile body.

And I’m sorry for that huge rant. I’d been trying to keep this stuff out of Bitches.