What a hassle, WindSparrow. I'm glad you're getting some relief.
'Sleeper'
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.
Go Nate! And go Barb and DH for making the move right for them.
WS, hope you get relief soon.
Met friend's hubby and other FoaF, T. Hubby charming and sneaky generous. T very sweet. Not drunk but pronouns lost - T and I begged off but A is still going - anything that happens from here is Not My Fault. Another (local) author was there, too - Bill Loehfelm - nice guy.
I'm sorry to hear that, because they are good about so many things.
yeah, they do a lot of community stuff and they treat their employees well. They also train them in customer service. At least they are not hypocritical about it, I suppose.
I am thriled Nate is doing so well. It's wonderful.
Andi, have you tried OpconA? It's been amazing on my allergy eyes. Spendy but I don't claw my eyes out.
Comply? Where did she get... how did she... whaaa?
With nothing in the way of pesky facts, I'll blame Jilli.
Had a nice birthday. Pleaseantly full now and I got to hear that I don't look 40. Including from the Niecelet. We shared wine and food and mocked my sister who is bringing a boy to a big family thing but refuses to acknowledge she's dating. Dude, you either cop to it or hide them. Learn from the master.... But, no, she tries to have both. So we mocked her. And talked fannish geek stuff. Cause Niecelet rocks. As do the parents.
Tummy full. Toes sparkly. I can face forty.
Andi, have you tried OpconA?
This stuff I got today on doc's rec. is Naphcon. It's helping.
Just Googled and it's the same active ingredient.
And, this is the technical term, it's the SHIT.
And, this is the technical term, it's the SHIT.
It did help with the allergy symptoms - swelling gone, itching gone. Sadly I still have to go back in to get further treatment for the pink eye. I am annoyed. Ah well, could be worse, could be raining.
A coworker of mine recently posted on Facebook that his grandfather had gone home after being in the hospital with cancer, and he missed him. I was *just* about to post that I was glad he was better, and when would he get to see him again, when I realized from the other comments that by "gone home" he meant he died.
Holy CRAP. What a major faux pas that would have been. And yet, seriously? Was I really supposed to know that gone home meant gone to Heaven?
(No sympathies needed for me, btw, I only know the guy from the office. He's just on my Facebook because, well, everyone from the office got on everyone else's FB like we're in high school and now it's bad form to drop anyone.)
This is why I gave the boys a heads up about the Happy Birthday banners at Christmas time. Please do not ask who is having a birthday.
Good catch Before the post there, Zen.
So, called the after-hours appointment line for the clinic, they got me a 9am appt. with a doc I'd seen before. I arrived at the clinic to be told that he was not on the schedule for the day, but they could get me squeezed in with someone new to me. Yup, still have pink eye. The reaction to the drops might be a sulfa allergy. Also gave me an antibiotic for the annoying, irritating cough (which has not yet progressed to the point that I would have gone in just for it, so that will save me some a bit of bother later.
Stupid pink eye.