"Do they have a flag?"

"I was swimming down there. Now, I'm going to swim up here."

One of CJ's other favorites is "I want my two dollars". I used to use it a bunch and he thought I was off my rocker. Then we watched Better off Dead together and it has stuck ever since.

Ah! The other quote I confused my sister's friend with last weekend (which is why she shouldn't get me to perform for her) was by using the word "cromulent." What I love about it is that when she goes all "Huh?" I get to introduce her to "embiggening" too.

Ooh, I had fun introducing M to Eddie Izzard on a recent roadtrip. (eMusic has a bunch of Izzard soundtracks, for anyone who needs Moar Izzard in their lives.)

http://ischarliesheendead.com/

amyth, I'm so sorry. I've been there, just last week, and it's not easy no matter what you decide.

Thanks, Tep. I ended up not going through with it. I thought I was ready, but I realized that I was coming off of four mostly sleepless nights and a day at work, and I needed more time with her. The vet backed me up on this, and said that I could come back tomorrow or Monday, and she didn't want me to regret anything.

My friend Jim gave me a baggie with a bunch of Xanax and Ambien in it. Score! And I just ordered a pizza to go with my beer. Lulu has anti-diarrheal meds, antibiotics, sub-cu fluids, and I'm going to make her some chicken and rice. If she doesn't show improvement over the next couple of days, the vet says it's reasonable and kind to have her put to sleep, because her kidneys aren't going to get any better. But at least I'll have some time with her.

Calli and smonster, I may need your help at some point with a ride to the vet, either tomorrow before 1:00, or super-early Monday a.m.

Eddie Izzard rules.

amyth, I'm so sorry. I've been there, just last week, and it's not easy no matter what you decide.

Thanks, Tep. I ended up not going through with it. I thought I was ready, but I realized that I was coming off of four mostly sleepless nights and a day at work, and I needed more time with her. The vet backed me up on this, and said that I could come back tomorrow or Monday, and she didn't want me to regret anything.

That makes total sense to me. It sounds like she's maintaining, rather than sharply declining day after day, and so taking more time is not causing her to suffer. It sounds like you've got a good vet, which, I gotta say, makes this really hard decision -- well, I can't say the vet (who is awesome) made it *easier,* but we felt really supported and cared for, and knew Chloe was very well cared for.

My friend Jim gave me a baggie with a bunch of Xanax and Ambien in it. Score!

Mix in some peanut butter and you got yourself a party!

Okay, now I really am going to go lie down with a hot microwaveable rice-sock-thingy on my head.

t edit No, wait -- I came back here to overshare tell a funny story, and I almost forgot.

I texted Tim and told him I had a bad migraine, and he texted back and said "I thought sex was supposed to make those go away, not cause them." (SPOILER: we had sex last night.) (SPOILER: despite not being married.)

I texted back and said "UR doin it rong."

His reply? "I don't think so. I am Tim's total lack of migraine."

Mean butthead. (Yeah, I laughed. But he's still a mean butthead.)

Aw, {{{{{amyth}}}}} I'm glad you're getting a little more time with Lulu. With bonus Xanax!

So Hubby and I are out to lunch, and we've got our food, and here comes the waitress to check on us. "Is everything coming out OK?" she asks, and my mentally-12-year-old Hubby starts giggling. I tell her everything's fine, and she goes away, and say "Stop that!" at Hubby. As he said, "I've had 3 different doctors ask for urine samples this week, my mind just naturally goes there."