Wheaties? It's more like extra-bold, black coffee that will rot your insides. Everything else after that is a piece of cake.
I'd sort of like a pony.
Wrong manufacturer. If I was at Ford, I could probably swing a Mustang for you. Otherwise, I think I can scrounge up an original My Little Pony from my parents' attic.
(Har, I crack myself up.)
Maria, can you please come out here for my housewarming party?
When is it? There's no way I'm going anywhere for a while unless it's on a weekend, and DH's surgery is Sept. 2d which will curtail things even more depending on the outcome.
Oh, I’m so happy I had time to catch up in Natter tonight! Maria is amazing.
Hardly, Pix. I haven't actually accomplished anything yet. Sending out a few emails and focusing projected wrath on the right targets is barely doing anything.
You helped one of us who was having a really bad day. Awesome.
I wish Maria could help me with my headache. I'm at the ER early, overwhelmed. And I'm never going to get a bed. And I won't be able to drive to work tomorrow. I can't recall this degree of nausea in a while, with the absolute conviction I'm not going to puke.
ita that sucks. I hope you can get a bed or some relief at least.
Maria, that was awesome.
Storm scared HKF awake. She's back in bed now. Me? NSM.
Poor ita. I hope you got a bed by now, at the very least.
Perkins, go to sleep.
I haven't had an ER meltdown in quite a while. But I was in too much pain to be embarrassed. I feel so much better now. Exhausted, but better. Need to go home.
