Wigs, ita !! If you can stand one. My niece has so many neat wigs, it makes me want a bunch.
'Bushwhacked'
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Which is how smonster ended up with a two pound chicken, the end.
It's so cute!! I'm psyched, because maybe I won't waste any.
No, the hair problems I have would extend to wigs. The look part is all great, but the being touched by hair still skeeves me. I did two Halloweens and I'm pretty much good.
Try a Cornish Game Hen, ita !. For eating, not for your hair...
It's a bit Court of the Sun King to walk around with an entire cornish game hen in your hair.
We could bring back Court of the Sun King fashion. It'd be like Lady Gaga, only toned down a little.
First, many ~mas and thoughts and brackets as needed for Frank, Suzi, and Cash and for everyone else I might have skimmed to get here.
Second, on Things That Were News For Me/Body, You're A Wuss news: Apparently 4 hours of couchpotatoing in front of the TV, on a day when you already have a migraine, and when you're living of 5 hours of sleep per night does not, I repeat, does not count as rest after medical produce that includes stitches.
So everything's OK, I just didn't rest properly (and rest, apparently, means "sleep" and not brainless TV. Fooled me). Didn't get enough sleep tonight too (7 hours), but I'm monitoring myself better today not to collapse as I did yesterday.
Also: body. WTF. These are only 5 stitches. You've dealt with it much better when I was 11 and a bigger wuss, so what's up with that?
This chicken was like the "natural" option at the regular grocery store, so maybe it's not bred for size like the usual broiler/roasters? I dunno how "natural" it actually was, it was still at the regular grocery store in the regular case, and only about ~20 cents per pound more.
I was intrigued!
Shir, ugh. I'm so sorry you've been having a rough time.
{{{Shir}}} Feel better.
I have started my day by falling on my ass (not hurt). I'm hoping my day improves from here.
Shir, hon, sleep. Your body needs sleep to heal, and more as you get older.
Me, I'm back at the doc. Lost another seven lbs in the last couple of weeks, I think that's twelve total for this illness. I haven't weighed this little since I was super depressed after breaking up with my first gf in 1998. I definitely feel like butter scraped over too much bread. Have no spoons and starting to feel depressed.
She's putting me on Cipro, which is apparently good for local nasties, and if I'm not better by Monday I have to do another round of stool samples. Also giving me more Bentyl for the stomach cramps.