Trudy, I'm so sorry to hear about the accident. I hope he's ok.
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He MAY end up ok. Which feels pretty miraculous at the moment.
the poor intern. he is feeling neglected. He's sitting in the front row with the script, following along in case an actor messes up and calls for 'line'. But the actors are doing real good, and doing the lines. So he feels not needed. He complained "someone even made the coffee before I could get to it". So I tried cheering him up and said "you are a part of this team... you are the pancreas of the operation!" Which cracked him up. "so your saying nobody realizes they need me until I'm not working?"
OK, it was funnier in the moment. I had to share.
And looks like you, I think.
It's definitely one of those situations where she looks like whichever parent she's standing next to. Fortunately, she got the best of both of us.
I'm reading articles like "Pediatric Sand Aspiration With Positive Outcome".
Trudy, how scary. May your friend's baby heal well, and much sympathy to the parents who lost theirs.
It was the birthday party of the boy who died. It's just heartbreaking. Poor little boy.
Wow, Sail, your daughter's gorgeous. And looks like you, I think.
Had to scroll back for the link, and wow is right. Your daughter clearly got the Hott gene from mom.
Trudy, such tragic news. I will keep your friend in my prayers.
Thanks for the hugs. I've missed you. Really I can't complain, except for the stress and exhaustion thing. We had the most horrible year of no business from last fall to this, then suddenly everyone wants us. Not so much that we have made up for a dismal year, but enough to make real strides in catching up, and enough to buy an outrageous new tv that maybe someday I will get to watch.
Massive expectations and opportunities = very long hours for Laura. But seriously, some down time soon would be a very good thing. I keep looking at the clock and am reminded that my sleep window is quickly evaporating. I dream of sleeping in and then leisurely catching up on threads while sipping coffee in bed.
Oh, man. Poor little boy, and his poor parents.
I hope your friends' son recovers.
Oh no. trudy that is tragic. I dunno what else to say.