I'll be awake and bedecked with tiara. I'm hoping most of it will happen before I have to go to work.

Aims, I've been editing an article that keeps referring to a method to test patients' movements by its acronym, and every time I think of you: the Abnormal Involuntary Movement Scale (AIMS).

You're in my job!

that is the beauty of tivo.

No kidding. I don't even watch Formula One live. DVRs (and VCRs before them) are the best.

I'm in Steph's job!! Can you draw a little tiara above the acronym??

I can on the manuscript, but I haven't figure out the right key combination to do it in Word. Maybe I'll get a sparkly pen to draw tiaras on the manuscript!

Hee. I have dealts with the AIMS scale before (while working on Abilify).

Maria, I didn't realize your hubs used to play pro hockey! Huh.

I'm annoyed because I trekked out to a store found only in the burbs, where last time they had great cheap capri workout pants *with pockets*. And this time? No. All different, and no pockets. Grrr.

I am hoping that three weeks is a turning point, as Ouise said! Of course, I remember from the one time I did get in shape that early on, I was sore all the time, but eventually I was not. Eventually I sweated less too. I'm looking forward to both of those, since Saturday I could literally barely stand up straight, my abs hurt so much.

I'll be awake and bedecked with tiara. I'm hoping most of it will happen before I have to go to work.

It's supposed to start at 11AM GMT, so that means 7AM EST. But I wonder if the pomp and circumstance starts at 11, so the actual wedding will start later.

I hesitate to post this, because I don't want to jinx it, but...we have a day set and a plan to get ex's son and his crap and his dog in a U-Haul and on the road to Texas. He has confirmation from his probation officer that he can check in via phone for the remainder of his probation, so he's free to move.

He has a U-Haul reserved for Friday morning. THIS Friday morning, and he's going to load up and head on out. I'm going to make him a batch of sugar cookies (his request; I was going to make chocolate-chip) and a bunch of ham & cheese sandwiches and pack up some apples, along with dog food and some jugs of water and a dog bowl and paper towels.

And, god willing, he and his dog will get to Texas in one piece (well, *two* pieces -- one piece per mammal) and he'll get to be with his family and get a chance to find work and start over.

This is my pattern of how I deal with crisis, every time: I cry, and then I rage, and then I feed people and/or myself. It's all I can do.

He's a lucky person to have so many people pitching in to help him, Teppy. And I'm glad that there is a visible end-point for yours and Tim's part in it.

I am asking this as a serious question and not trying to be snarky or whiny, but when does working out start to give you energy rather than just making you want to go to bed?

I was going to say roughly a month. and then eveytime you up it -- there will be an adjustment, but it is never as long as the first time.

Wasn't on the board much to day , but thinking of everyone and sending out the ma