Oh me. I'm grading my kids weekly journals and here's an entry for today that made me laugh:
Yesterday was a normal busy day in Ms. M's class. Also my wrist was hurting me very badly due to all that arm wrestling in lunch. But I hope you have a nice weekend. Ms. M.
Cute entry there, Ms. M.
IOmememeN, why do I not have an extra $120 lying around so I could buy this dress: [link]
Alpha-bits.
Hey, there Cthulhu: [link]
Can we get Dr House?? Seems the docs think my dad has a pulmonary anerism (blood clot in the lungs). So they ordered some ct scans. No word on results yet. Or results of the psych eval. I'm afraid of the direction this is all heading. And it's about the only way work will approve time off. And I would rather not need to take it.
Hey, there Cthulhu: [link]
Heh. I grabbed my tagline from that earlier....
{{{{{{Omnis}}}}}}
Heh. I grabbed my tagline from that earlier....
How did I not notice that before? Cthulhu must have eaten my brain.
Windsparrow and I just got back form Aldi.
Before I went I checked my glucose and was alarmed to find it at 85. So I had a couple of fun size Snickers and half of an Acorn squash, and headed out.
When we got to Aldi, I remarked that I felt a chill, and that was odd. The carbs hadn't hit my system.
We went in and I stretched a bit while Andi got change for the cart. Suddenly after cracking my back, I felt flush, and started sweating. Finally, the carbs were hitting my system, I said.
I slogged through Aldi, even resting on the edge of the meat case to cool down a bit. Finally we got through and Andi insisted I take one of her toffee chocolate slabs. I ate it and didn't taste it much at first, but then the flavor finally came through and I enjoyed the last half.
I was pretty tired, and Windsparrow did much of the schlepping, while I crawled into the house with one bag and an empty box. I sat down at my desk and checked my glucose.
67.
Oops.
Windsparrow sprang into action and got me a piece of amish 12-grain with some preserves on it, and then a nice big bowl of homemade beef soup she had been cooking, and another piece of bread.
And another slab of toffee.
Feeling better now. That was a weird one.
Have I mentioned I love my Windsparrow? Never mention it enough.