Vortex, all kinds of warm and fuzzy thoughts for you this weekend...along with some yummy adult beverages.

Just remember: you are fabulous. That is a constant.

The guy from the tree company down the street is going to take a look at it later this afternoon. I am hoping he will take pity on me. I'm not really a fan of the company, because I've seen crew members working without being safetied, but they seem like my best shot for something like this. This is their opportunity to change my mind, I guess. At some point, several trees have to go, including probably the one that dropped the limb, but I don't have the money. It's going to cost roughly the cost of a trip around the world to take that one out, since it's huge, hangs over the house and hangs over the power drop.

Much get-through-the-weekend~ma to you, Vortex.

In other news, forget sonic screwdrivers. I want acoustic tweezers.

Lots of ~ma, Vortex.

I got kinesio tape on my shoulder at PT again. This stuff works pretty well while it's actually on my shoulder, but it's humid outside today, and every time I went out, another bit of tape got unstuck.

Vortex, you are in my thoughts and have all my getting through a rough time~ma.

Ambien works like a charm for me. I've never had weirdness and as long as I give myself six hours to sleep I don't have gronk.

No weirdness maybe, but your spelling stops making actual words happen and becomes more letter soup.

I just rearranged my bedroom furniture and had to figure out which way I'd face when sleeping The Way I Like. I did a little rearranging before the actual moving of furniture so I wouldn't end up facing a wall. Every night.

No weirdness maybe, but your spelling stops making actual words happen and becomes more letter soup.

Fair point.

Ooh! That brings up a question the SO & I were nattering about on vacation. Do people who are in couples always sleep on the same side of the bed, both at home & away? And if so, which sides?

I always sleep on the left side of the bed; Dave is on my right. But we slept the other way during vacation with no particular reason why. Now we're wondering if we should try it the other way at home, and if it would throw us off. We're coming up on our sixteenth anniversary next month, so I bet it would.

Anyway, I just rearranged the library/guest room to accommodate the loveseat, and I think I would end up facing the wall sleeping on the guest bed the way we have it now.

The dried strawberries I made last night are excellent. Little chewy bits of concentrated strawberry flavor.

Today is a day I really did not need to be around humans, as evidenced by the fact that I went to the grocery store and a) there was a child shrieking their way through the entire store and all I could think of doing was tracking down the kid, slapping duct tape over their mouth and showing them how real shrieking is done.

(We're talking this kid was letting loose with the extremely high pitched, make your eardrums bleed, set the dogs howling, shrieks.)

And then as I'm wandering through the frozen foods section, I run across an absolutely atrocious smell and after a second, realize it's coming from the guy about twenty feet in front of me who, while neatly dressed, smelled as if he hadn't bathed or touched a bar of soap in thirty years. I mean, this was serious funk, the made the eyes water and lingered long after. It was literally so bad, the managers were opening up lanes furthest from the express lane where the guy stood.

This made Day Five at a Gamer Con palatable.

It could be my tolerance is also exceptionally low.