Wow, and all kinds of love and -ma to Matt. Glad you're taking care of yourself.
Eggs. The living legend needs eggs. Or maybe another milk.
Jayne ,'Jaynestown'
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meara - Nov 07, 2011 12:08:03 pm PST #2398 of 30001
Anne W. - Nov 07, 2011 1:20:17 pm PST #2399 of 30001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
{{{{Matt}}}} I'm so sorry you've been going through this, but I'm glad to hear you've also been taking care of yourself. Much ~ma to you.
Vortex - Nov 07, 2011 1:35:56 pm PST #2400 of 30001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Matt, love and hugs to you. If I/we can do anything, please do not hesitate to ask. You are an amazing person, and I'm so glad that you are taking care of yourself, I would hate to lose my F2F foodie partner! ;)
SailAweigh - Nov 07, 2011 2:31:54 pm PST #2401 of 30001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
{{Matt}} Depression sucks, but it sounds like you've got a plan to cope and make improvements. Lots of ~ma on your journey to a healthy psyche.
sj - Nov 07, 2011 3:55:13 pm PST #2402 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
The closing on Mom's house was today. And in somewhat related news, we're headed to the bank on Saturday to find out what kind of mortgage we qualify for. It's an interesting way to spend our one year wedding anniversary.
Dana - Nov 07, 2011 4:19:04 pm PST #2403 of 30001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
I was just thinking about you, Matt, since we hadn't seen you for a while. I hope you're doing well.
smonster - Nov 07, 2011 4:49:29 pm PST #2404 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
sj, that's quite a set of transitions and things. How's it going?
Today's duck nibble: Frankie started limping one block into a two block walk home from the McWarnigles (he waited outside). He kept stopping to lick his left front paw, so I picked him up and carried him home. He didn't want me to look at it, but finally did with lots of well-timed treats, and I couldn't find anything. While I was in the shower he moved from his bed to mine, where he usually sleeps, but he's holding his paw crooked funny and didn't follow me back to the living room when I came to use the laptop.
Man, I hope it heals magically overnight, because I'd have to put a vet visit on my credit card, and that would likely max it out.
sj - Nov 07, 2011 4:57:06 pm PST #2405 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I want to hide under my bed for a week. So, really not so well. I just see a giant ball of stress looming over the next several months. On the one hand my upstairs neighbors are evil and I can't wait to get away from them. On the other hand, mortage applications and house hunting and home ownership scare me beyond description.
smonster - Nov 07, 2011 5:02:49 pm PST #2406 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
I want to hide under my bed for a week.
Sounds like a pretty normal reaction to me! It is big and scary and new, but it's totally doable. Uh, not that I've done it, but other people have. Buffista people even. One day, one thing at a time. You can do it.
Ginger - Nov 07, 2011 5:06:38 pm PST #2407 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
It's too scary under my bed.