Leaving the present hospital? Or leaving to come back to the previous one?
Also--purring cattitude is the best pick-me-up.
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Leaving the present hospital? Or leaving to come back to the previous one?
Also--purring cattitude is the best pick-me-up.
And, he just called me from the local hospital to let me know that they have not yet left to go to the hospital up in the cities. He had just had a dose of pain meds, so he was very groggy. I hate it when he doesn't sound like himself.
The new hospital is about an hour's drive, as far as I can tell.
Wow. A girl goes camping with 53 teenagers for a few days, and y'all pack up and move to a new thread. Trying to tell me something?
Skimmed back over posts from this week, and boy am I behind. Let me start with much YAY for some good news for Maria's DH, despite the existing stress. Also, much -ma for Daniel and Andi and my condolences to Epic for the loss of her kitty. I know there is much more and I will try to add to this soon.
Egad Sox, I admit I only know what's been said in thread, but I am appalled. Also hugely impressed with you, Maria, and le nubian for kicking serious ASS.
I have eaten too much today. Why does grading require snackage?
I have eaten too much today
As have I. There was a procedural error, in which cubed canteloupe was put up in a quart container, rather than several serving containers. Someone had a fork and did not wish to dirty a bowl.
...How much canteloupe is too much canteloupe, really?
Ah but your sins are venial as they involve cantaloupe. Whereas mine involve potato chips.
Ugh, I need to contain my mood. My wonderful husband just took the kids to soccer practice without me, which is nice of him, but it does mean he thinks I need a major mood adjustment.
Today being a day I intended to knock off early, of course I've somehow instead ended up with another couple hours worth of work still, here at 8:30pm. I could do it anytime this weekend, as long as it's done by Monday morning, but I have PLANS for this weekend, dammit. Plans that already included two hours of overtime work. And now I have a headache that's making it hard to concentrate. Or see. Not good.
ita !, work-from-home high-five!
ita !, that's so great about the working from home!
Zen, yuck. I hope you can knock off soon, and feel better even sooner.
Pecan pie for dinner and in bed by 8:30? Don't mind if I do.
I've got some sort of rash on my neck. It's itchy. Also, disconcerting.
I am an awesome mom, so I went to Bingo night at Ellie's school with her and Frisco after working since 8 am. And of course, I forgot money so then we had to be "given" our pizza. And everyone was totally nice about it but every visit to that school for non-official functions makes me feel like I am just not cool enough for that place.