askye, feel better! Toke, you too!
I had a delightful brunch with StW, and took a shower, and am now getting ready to do All The Laundries while reading about deck building. I'd rather be napping, given that once again I didn't get to sleep until afer 5 am, but oh well. We happened to brunch at the same place as several of his interns, so I'm sure the hospital will be abuzz with speculation this week. I suggested either a full-on makeout or a manufactured fight with cursing in foreign languages and thrown water, but we opted for a more natural, lowkey approach.
Back from the vet; there was no obvious disease/problem the vet could point to as the cause of the vomiting, so it may just be a generic stomach bug. It happens to humans; it can happen to animals.
Toke got a shot to stop the nausea/vomiting, and a medication she gets 1/2 hour before meals for a few days, and prescription bland food for a few days. So, she's under the weather but basically okay, or will be.
And she is very annoyed we took her to the Scary Place where she got a shot and a thermometer in her bottom.
In funnier news (I was planning to post this earlier, but then Cat Stuff intervened), last night we had a wee tiny belated birthday party for me. Tim stuck a Batman candle on the cake (we lit Batman's head on fire), and then one of our friends pulled down his shorts to reveal that he was wearing Batman underpants. For real. It was awesome.
I took a picture of Flaming Batman Candle next to Batman Underpants, but I am not sharing it since it involves someone else's undergarments. Just try to envision it.
I took a picture of Flaming Batman Candle next to Batman Underpants, but I am not sharing it since it involves someone else's undergarments. Just try to envision it.
Just because it involves someone else's genitals is no reason not to post a picture of Batman 's flaming face. ... Wait, it is. But "flaming Batman face" might be my new saying.
The burn on my leg is starting to blister, and I can't stop poking at it. I need one of those dog cones or something to put over my leg.
This morning, while I was getting ready for work, I could hear through the baby monitor that Ryan had woken up and was testing the limits of his knowledge. His conversation (presumably to Bubby, his bedtime froggie) bounced around between English and Chinese and went along these lines:
Daddy tail? ...No tail.
[Grandma] tail? ...No tail.
{Airplane] tail? ...No tail. (There may still be some gaps in his understanding.)
[Grandpa] tail? ...No tail.
I'm sure his grandparents will be relieved to receive confirmation.
Just because it involves someone else's genitals is no reason not to post a picture of Batman 's flaming face. ... Wait, it is. But "flaming Batman face" might be my new saying.
I may be able to crop the flaming Batman face out. Lemme see.
Flaming Batman head: [link]
Ah, a candle where you set your superhero's head on fire. That's right up there with Barney pinatas for childhood party trauma (and adult entertainment).
That Batman's such a hot head!
