Wow, there was a lot of talking today.

{{{ Shir }}} for you and your family. And TONS of healing~ma for your sister.

Jilli, Part of me thinks you should interview for your old job, see if they reinstate it. But, I highly doubt they will, and it would be rather awkward, I'm guessing. Tons of Job~ma that the other, better paying position pans out!

My niece is bi-polar. Been a handful since my sister & BIL adopted her, about 4 years now. Seems Taekwondo is really helping her out mentally. Maybe it's reaching a new level of maturity (9ish), and just happens to coincide with the Taekwondo. I dunno.

blech! Ugg. Listening to my BIL about workout advice. He said to drink one of these protein shakes before going to bed, the protein burns fat while you sleep. Hey, who doesn't like that notion. Blech. Tastes nasty. Only drank half the bottle.

I am quite disturbed by the talk of Orcs getting drunk and getting it on.

I still say that Eomer is the ideal guy--he'll leave a girl happy after a night in the sack.

Eowyn. My ideal woman. It's all the going-into-battle-while-remaining-lovely stuff.

Shir, health~ma for your sister. I hope she's better really soon.

Hil, I hope the dizziness calms down. Sometimes side effects ease off after you get more used to the medication. I was mega-dizzy on pregabalin (my miracle drug) for about a week, and then I was fine. Anyway, no-side-effects~ma, in the hope that codeine stays useful for you.

Aims, poor you with the twenty girl-scouts - that sounds a bit stressful. The Girl was a girl guide (our equivalent) assistant leader for a short time, but she wasn't really needed, so she stopped. Her girls were fairly calm, from what I am given to understand. Yours sound... less so.

Kickboxing was so much fun! And I'm, apparently a natural! And the instructor I was working with is a Buffy fan and a Star Trek fan (he mocked Kirk's punching technique)!

Heh. That's really cool. Oh, and thanks for sharing your bipolar story, askye. There's a lot in common with my experiences there. Always helps to know you're not alone in these things.

This website is among the best websites EVAR Accidental Dong

Thanks, all. My sister is on her way home now, and we hope that what ever that is, it can be treated here, at home (with my nurse-mom who has all sorts of medical stuff here. Including swine flu vaccinations for the whole family in case of, btw).

Hil, that sucks beyond belief. Do you have anyone there to treat you? A doctor's appointment? Anyhow, feelbetter~ma, ASAP.

ION. I'm THIS CLOSE to kill my own dad. He's unbelievably difficult with everything for almost two weeks now (if not longer), making a drama out of the tiniest of the tiny, and of course, Nothing We Do Is Being Done Right And We're All Just Here To Piss Him Off. It's not just with me - it's with my mom and my sister, too. It's nice that's he expecting all of life's solutions to fall directly on him, but I need my dad in reality now, and being nice about things.

Shir ~ Ugh, that's irritating. People who need to fix fix fix, when you don't want to be fixed, can be seriously frustrating. I hope you manage not to kill your dad.

So in ten minutes my new-ish PCA arrives, and I have to have The Talk with her, about how she needs to calm the fuck down and fade into the background a lot more. It's not really her fault - it's just who she is - but she's spewing nervous energy everywhere, and it's making me loopy and exhausted. Plus she has to stop anticipating. And apologising all the time. And generally learn what style of employee I need, which is 'background' not 'foreground'.

Yeah, I've just figured out I'm a really difficult employer... :S

Oh, man. Good luck with The Talk, Seska.

People who need to fix fix fix, when you don't want to be fixed

That's the thing - there's nothing to fix. Nothing. We're doing things right. He just has comments about every. little. fucking. detail.

The Talk went well! I have resolved to be a less stressed-out employer. PCA has resolved to try and fade into the background a bit more, stop apologising, and calm the fuck down. We'll see later how well we both manage this in real life, but today was good.

Perhaps the universe has decided to forgive me today.

He just has comments about every. little. fucking. detail.

An over-analytical type? This, too, can get exhausting. I mean, I do plenty of that in my head, but I try not to bother the whole of the rest of the world with it.

But I did learn that my first aid training is out of date -- they no longer recommend giving ipecac to a kid who swallowed poison.

It depends on the poison, right? You shouldn't induce vomiting with caustics because they can do more damage coming back up.

Nothing We Do Is Being Done Right And We're All Just Here To Piss Him Off.

That was pretty much my dad all the time.

That's got to be hard, Seska. I'm afraid that if I had to have someone around the house, I'd be the world's grumpiest employer and would spend a lot of time channeling Dawn's "Get out get out get out."

The dog is on the list. After weeks of trotting in on cue, this morning he decided to play keep away, and my impatient neighbor, with whom I go to the Y every morning, gave up on me and went on. Now I have to decide whether, after my night with the insomnia fairy, I want to go on my own or blow it off.