So I'm leaving work really soon to go to Emeline's assesment for ADD/HD and I'm feeling really quite nervous and anxious about it. I'm terrified of Judgey McDoctor-Pants, even though he has always been nice, but I'm scared he's goning to think I'm either a bad mom cause she *does* have ADD/HD or that I'ma big giant fruitcake that's over-reacting to some behavioral stuff that can be fixed and trying to get my kid on medication when she doesn't need it.
I'm trying hard not to freak myself out.
- *To be clear - I'm not freaking out about Emeline may or may not having ADD/HD. That is honestly no big deal to me. I am totally being self-centered mommy and am worried that if she does have it, how Dr. Mc-J is going to look at me. I may or may not be rational and once again, a total asshole.**
Not a chance either of those is going to happen Aims. But I'd be convinced they would too.
Erin, you dream good. I'd be all over that.
Lots of not-freaking-out~ma.
the color I saw was BLUE and GREEN, not dirty grey and charcoal and black.
I'll admit it's looking a bit dreary out there right now. The cars going by all have their headlights on.
28 days 19 hours 39 minutes until spring.
Yes, I wrote a program to calculate that for me.
Tom, that has got to be the sexiest thing I've heard all day.
The grey days are the worst. Then we get breaks in the clouds, and the sun comes down and it's brightbrightbright off the snow.
I heard birds singing yesterday. I hope they're not in for a rude surprise.
Yes, I wrote a program to calculate that for me.
Heh. What did you write it in?
I could write a Mac dashboard widget to do that. Maybe I'll do that when I get home.
Oh! Also, now with this Cancun news I don't have to punch my sister in the face for all the text messages I keep getting from Aruba and shit this week. Win all around.
(Also win, if it's not yet apparent, was restaurant week at Blackbird where they messed up our order so things took a long time and they kept refilling my very expensive sancerre. And then I might have had to go pick up a few bottles on the way home too.)
Happy birthday to Bev and Benno!
You're not a fruit cake, Aims. Those sound like completely normal concerns. And if he is Dr. McJudgeyPants, you need to go to a different doc.
Also, I agree that Tom's spring program is SEX-AY.
(My crank is exacerbated by the fact that I have been sick for the last two days with the urp. FWIW)
I hear birds, too. And my cat snoring from five feet away. Oh, cat snores.
Ok, I am going to say something positive!!
Um. Er.
I no longer feel naseuous? I like...
Um.
Blankets?
