Had nummy sushi for lunch. Introduced a couple of guys in the office to Unagi - they loved it.

Now I'm ready for a nap. 30 more minutes of work....

sorry, sj.Credit is very tight right now. but good on mom.

keys are not: in the hall way gathering place, not on the coffee table, not on,in, under or behind the sofa.

key were not in desk -- and something kept niggling at the back of my mind. I remembered that DH's bike helmet had been in the back of the car -- and I thought it needed to be somewhere he could use it. So I remember wanting to bring it in the house,but I didn't see it anywhere in the house. I finally looked where it belonged. and there was the helmet with my keys sitting inside.

If I could have one spell that worked -- it is the one they used in HP to bring things to them -- it would save me lots of grief when I lose things

Deena, I despise your insurance company.

Teppy, meclizine was what I took for the spins. Worked ok. I hope your combination of meds gives you some quick relief.

Owen's special ed teacher called while we were at the park. She wants to talk to me about his bus ride. That's all she said. He had problems last week but the driver said he did awesome today and Friday. *sigh* Now I'm going to fret and worry that they're going to kick him off the bus. Which I guess isn't the end of the world. I can take him and drop him off but it will make our days a lot crazier than usual.

I need a key summoning spell, too, beth. And a shoe summoning spell.

keys, glasses and the book I'm reading-- occasionally shoes, but most of the time I can figure out where I took them off.

Hopefully the teacher just wants to discuss for future prevention. Of course, I had a neighbor that had a son she had adopted- that was special needs. They would call her when He climbed up and then down a flagpole. But when he punched a kid on the play ground, he told her, noone from school called.

She just called. She got a report from the bus driver about the incident last Thursday. He hit the aide. The aide is new, and she told me she was a little stern with Owen about the rules.

He's the last kid dropped off and by the afternoon, he's pretty frazzled. I think he just didn't like her telling him what to do. But I wrote some rules down for him, his teacher went over them at school with him and I put some toys in his backpack to distract him on the trip home.

They seem to have worked because he has improved. It will just be a regular thing to review the rules with him to keep him on the bus.

beth, I went to college with a girl who Lost Things. It was her superpower. Her first day at the college, all moved in, she lost her shoes, both pairs of glasses, and her purse (twice). Things turned up, but not predictably.

Cash, I'm pretty sure they can't kick a special-ed kid off the bus...though I could be wrong.

I keep getting notes home asking what I'm doing to "make" Aidan "put something in the toilet" aka do more than just sit on the toilet and chat. Since he's doing even that much better for them than he is for me, I don't know what they expect. Aidan is one of those kids that completely masters something in his head before he unveils it. It can be kind of frustrating, but we're doing everything right. It just takes a lot of time.

Okay, wow. Meclizine is pretty sedating. I feel like my brain is wrapped in fleece. Granted, I took 2 pills (the Rx is for 1 or 2 pills every 8 hours as needed), so it's a higher dose and inclined to whammy me.

I think the vertigo is less; turning my head side to side seems okay, although tipping my head back to look above me is BAD NEWS. Walking is okay, but getting from a sitting position to standing, or vice versa, SUCKS DONKEY BALLS. Apparently I'm okay in one axis, but changing from one axis to another is not good with my inner ear.

Also, oddly (and funnily, in a bitter way), now that I've taken the meclizine -- you know, the anti-nausea drug -- I feel more pukey than I have in 36 hours. I actually have that horrible metallic taste in my mouth that generally means "Hi! This is your GI system. Prepare for reverse peristalsis. Thank you for flying Vomit Air."

WTF, man? It's supposed to make me less pukey, not more!

I just noticed that I had 1337 unread messages here in Bitches.

Which is, as we know, LEET.