Oz ,'Same Time, Same Place'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
In the ongoing mom-news, the new meds seem to be a major improvement. She has had a few naps and was puttering in the kitchen for a little bit.
CJ and I took a drive to get dinner and BLASTED music both ways. Ahhh, that felt good.
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Good news, Sean. My best to all involved.
Excellent news, Suzi.
That's very good to hear, Suzi. I hope the meds continue to help your mom, and driving around with the music blasting is an excellent stress reliever.
When Juliana starts her band, Matt says JZ can borrow a base. No stickers,but baby sticky fingers are fine
Good news for S and Suzi's mom.
I'm glad the news is better for both Suzi's mom and S. I'm sorry it's been so rough.
Yay for the good news for S and Suzi's mom!
I can sign for and pick up Hubby's major league narcotics, but I can't be told what the pharmacy has on record that he's taking. Yeah, that makes sense.
They let anybody pick up anything. Well, maybe that's an exaggeration, but the last time I picked up Daniel's meds, they didn't even ask me his date of birth. Now, I suppose the woman might have recognized me, but it's a Walmart pharmacy, and she only looked vaguely familiar to me.
Vortex, I don't know what to say, but I sure do hope those self-centered douchenozzles get a taste of their own medicine soon.
I've never been asked for any sort of identification when picking up meds. And there have also been plenty of times when I've picked up stuff for my mom with no problem. I can remember a bunch of times when I was in middle school or high school that she'd send me into the pharmacy to pick up something and charge it to her account. (That was a tiny small-town pharmacy, though, where I think the pharmacist knew who I was.) Thinking back on it now, though, I am pretty surprised they allowed an unsupervised 13-year-old to pick up medications.
Okay, to distract myself, I have been watching S4 of The Office.
I just watched the "Dinner Party" episode.
Melora Hardin is a comedic genius. We've seen flashes of Jan Levinson's insanity, but in this episode she hits Ricky Gervais levels of sublime. That was amazing.
Gosh, vw - much punctuation to you, love. And Vortex, I too want to smite the dickheads who have sent hassling emails.
(Seriously, we could all email them for you! It would be like lurkers supporting you in email, only in reverse. Or something.)
A mighty yay for S's good news and Suzi's good news, though. 'Bout time!
Yay Suzi's mom!
I was able to pick up Dad's meds the other week. The Walmart pharmacist asked for his birth date, but she didn't seem to check it against anything. So either she keeps all the client birth date data for Forsythe County in her head, or she figured I sounded convincing.