Barb, can't wait til you're feeling 100% again. Your body owes you!
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Thanks, java. Funny this is, even with this minor blip going on, I feel so much better than I did at this time last year. It's kind of bewildering to understand just how bad I was feeling yet I didn't realize it.
Oh, Barb, I hear ya. Before my hysterectomy, I was in pain every day, with really REALLY bad pain ten days a month, plus migraines several times a week. So nice to have that gone and, like you, I can't believe I lived with it for so long.
Morning, All.
I have no comment on home-births or adjustments to internal plumbing, but to hope for the best for each of us in our own circumstances. otn, glad you're both feeling better, Barb & Scrappy.
Lots of moving~ma to Shir & java-BF (and java, when she swoops in to help BF to deal).
Aims, I'm also a gradeho and also just got my first B (of my current University "career" - we won't speak of my early 20s, thankyew). A combo of a late assignment and an assignment where I think I just missed the gist of what she was looking for...Anyway, howsabout I promise not to beat myself up if you promise not to beat yourself up, K?
I don't need a new coat.
I don't need a new coat.
Oh, J. Peterman, why must you taunt me so with lovelies that I don't really need?
I am inordinately pleased when someone I have met and enjoyed friends me on Facebook.
Mulan is the best movie evah.
Barb, here's one in a range of colors for less half that price and at a 64% discount from retail.
I am *totally* in enable mode today.
Excuse me, I have to go buy some tights.
Barb, here's one in a range of colors for less half that price and at a 64% discount from retail.
::should scold smonster for enabling. smishes instead::
Back from doctor.
Okay, first...there are four doctors in this office. Not *one* of them was around this morning? Out of four?! For realsies?
Anyway.
Emeline has...some...virus. Probably. It's not strep. Nope. But it's a...virus. Of some kind. We think. Maybe. Most likely. Yep. A virus.
She got a dose of H1N1 vaccine (via nasal spray, so Daddy's assurances of "You won't get a shot" wouldn't be met with "Daddy, you're a lying cocksucker!"). And a prescription for, no shit, plenty of chicken soup.
Thanks, Doc. Here's your fucking co-pay.