ugh, Ginger. I'm sorry.
surgery~ma for Connie.
[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.
ugh, Ginger. I'm sorry.
surgery~ma for Connie.
{{{Ginger}}}
Surgery~ma, Connie.
Job~ma, Kristin.
Sleep stupid made me forget to say, that's awful, Ginger. What a bunch of complete idiots. I know that's who Kaiser is contracting with so you're kind of stuck, but can you at least let them know they're contracting with idiots?
{{{Ginger}}}
JZ, that is a gorgeous dress. We must see pictures of her modeling it.
Did she get new shoes and a new purse too?
Sounds like everyone had a bad night, so appropriate~mas for all.
Surgery~ma, Connie.
Good wishes for your school visit, Kristin.
Healing-finger~ma to Ginger.
Ouch, JZ - that insomnia fairy is a contrary little fiend. Wishing you wakefulness! Same for Tom, and anyone else having that issue.
Interflora are On My List after not sending my grandmother the birthday flowers I'd ordered several days ago. She thought I'd forgotten! Wah. (She's 77, which I think is pretty cool. I would have visited, but she won't have me bring my week-long-cold germs into her house.)
Very cute dress.
Health~ma for Connie
Reovery~ma for Ginger despite the doctors
I wish for the insomnia fairy to take a rest
Job~ma for Kristin
My daughter fired up a cartoon this morning so I now have this song going through my head. Could be worse.
this is Matilda's Easter dress.
That girl is going to go far, great taste!
More surgery~ma, Connie, because you can never get enough of a good thing.
Smite-them-down~ma to Ginger. Stupid orthopedic surgeons who waste your time, may they find fleas infesting their armpit hair. That should keep them busy for a while.
Interview~ma for Kristin. Knock 'em dead.
I need more coffee, but I don't want the caffeine jitters. What to do, what to do. I have no decaf available and that sucks.
Recovery ~ma for Ginger.
::holds fly swatter at bay for Insomnia Fairy::
I didn't have to deal with the Insomnia Fairy, but her equally bitchy cousin, Lizard Brain and Bad Dreams Won't Allow for Full Sleep Fairy. Bah.
this is Matilda's Easter dress.
Man, JZ, I can't tell you how close I came to getting that dress for Abby except it's a) no longer available in her size and b) a bit too little girlish for her at this point. ::sobs::
No shoes or purse, sumi--she's got a pair of shoes already that will do well enough and we're drowning in purses. If I can find tights at Target in a pink that matches the bow I'll pounce on them, but other than that she's good to go. And there will definitely be pictures!
And now off to shower and run to work for the morning shift; Matilda's daycare/preschool is closed until tomorrow, so Hec has her this morning and I take her for the afternoon so he can finish some writing projects. It's supposed to thunderstorm today, so the hopeful plan is to take her to the downtown Oakland ice rink for the early afternoon open skate. It's cheaper, larger, and likely to be less crowded than the downtown SF one, and she loves riding the train, so if all works out well then by the time the free skate ends at quarter to three she will be completely happy and completely tired out and nap-ready. I hope.
I swear I used to talk about other things, sometime in the misty past.