The one we have is from the Dark Ages and is a huge solid rectangle (as big around as a phone booth but half as tall) and The Boy has to turn the compost with a shovel/pitchfork/whatever. And it's a big stinky pain. A rotating one would be so much nicer.

You need a compost crank

I stayed in place and didn't feel dizzy, but it was harder than anticipated.

I need to call the pharmacy but I'm askeered. Please let it not be $1000/month of meds, which I fear it might.

In other news, my plan to not use a syringe, to just feed Grace by squeezing her formula from a squeeze bottle into her g-tube? TOTALLY worked for about 2 seconds, until I made it accidentally explode by the force of my hands.

DER.

I have made mess after mess today.

At least you aren't stripping paint?

The pic accompanying this article [link] cracks me up.

Ooo! I want a compost crank!

The broccoli stirfry was pretty good, btw. Could definitely be improved on, but for blood sugar crisis cooking it was fabu.

My room is such a disaster that I'm afraid to march in place for fear of not managing the "in place" portoin of the event and falling and breaking something, so I'm going to go downstairs and try it. For science AND Jesse. And for a drink because I'm thirsty. And maybe a spoonful of peanut butter. But mostly for science and Jesse.

But mostly for science and Jesse.

Yay!!

The pic accompanying this article [link] cracks me up.

That's awesome. She is totally like, "What in the hoodle???"

I'm sure she loooves the picture, but man, the photog got it just at the right time.

Megan, you poor thing! Quick healing~ma all around.

Hang in there, Kat.

Megan, you poor thing! Quick healing~ma all around.

If only I had more puppy pictures to make me feel better...