And to top that off, we found out this morning that our dear friend Becca (many of you met her at the Pasadena f2f) has a tumor in her neck. It is 80-90 percent likely benign, but we don't know for sure yet. Needle biopsy soon and then scary surgery either way.

Oh, and I spent half an hour sobbing in front of my two bosses today because I screwed something up and got called on it.

It's been a really bad week.

Oh, honey, I'm so sorry. How utterly craptastic.

I wish all health-ma for Becca. And I hope this weekend is stress-free and blissful.

Oh, Pix, no wonder you melted down a bit. That's seriously a metric ton of crap you're dealing with. I wish you some boring, nothing out of the ordinary days in your very near future. (And then some epically awesome ones after that, but nothing too overwhelming at first...)

Much stuff-going-right-ma to you.

Please give Becca my best, I'll be sending prayers and good vibes her way.

I'm sorry, Pix. I hope everything works out for Becca, and that your banking stuff gets resolved in a useful manner.

Oh, Pix. This has been an awful week for you. I'm very sorry.

Ugh pix. Suck indeed. Send Becca my best wishes.

Yikes, Pix. That's a lot of trouble all at once.

Thanks all. I have a pretty awesome husband who tucked me in front of the TV with the dogs and told me to watch something brainless. Arrow and old STtNG have followed.

Excellent! Good Drew!

Sounds like just what the Dr ordered, yay!