I'm so glad you are doing well, Deena. May all the ick simply leave your body, along with the offending organ. Here is to a fresh new start!
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[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.
Glad to hear you're home, Deena.
Burrell, all possible peace and comfort~ma to your MiL and your whole family.
Deena, I'm so glad you are doing ok. ~ma for your continued recovery.
Ginger, that really sucks about the plantar fasciitis. And about the mess.
Deena, glad you're home now.
I think some college dorms have those internet-connected washing machines now.
My sinuses hurt. A lot. Ow.
Quick-recovery~ma, Deena.
I'd have loved the internet-linked laundry when I lived in halls (dorms).
Someone is slowing down time today. How can it only be 8:30? G is on steroids right now for his asthma and he is alternating between being adorable and being a total terror.
The alarm did feel like it went off too early this morning. I finished up laundry and finally got to bed around 2:30 AM and was up at 8 AM so that I could be ready to work on SpongeBob this morning.
I fell asleep at about 11 and the alarm went off at 5:15. After babysitting I have to go home finish laundry and pack for the beach.
ND, how is your mom?
Ugh. I had a really difficult talk with my manager yesterday. My department is just wrapped up in politics right now and from all appearances about to be in a world of shit. I was really upset when we talked yesterday and now we have a call scheduled this morning and I need to revisit some of what I said (and bring up some other ugly issues) with hopefully a tinge less hysteria than yesterday.
Oh, Brenda, that is of the suck. Work~ma for you.