Skipping and poking head because, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is Shir's birthday.
Happy birthday, Shir! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!
Also, IIRC, it's Sheryl and her DH's anniversary, so lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year together to the both of them!
I am in a good mood today. please mark your calendars.
Good lord, grown women in another section of my office are saying "Oh, you didn't wear a skirt! Everyone but me was wearing a skirt, and I was all worried!" Now they're discussing leg shaving.
It's good you all are talking about the dentist. I haven't been in three years due to an insurance snafu, and I really need to do that. It's just so hard to find a good dentist who take my crappy DHMO plan.
Happy Birthday, Shir!
Happy Anniversary, Sheryl and DH!
I have just been given a "list all the applications that..." task, and I have no freaking idea where to start or who to ask. Problem is, I know who not to ask, and that's a bit intimidating.
Waterpiks could be non-flosser's friend(I am the worst flosser ever, cutting my gums and all kinds of junk.) My gums aren't *good* yet, but they are a lot better now...well between Water-pik and Scary, Thorough, Russian Hygienist.
Don't you think that it's a bit...not done to express confusion or disagreement at not having the same job title/ranking as the person you're talking to? I mean, I get what he's saying but...not everything has to be said out loud to everyone.
And just because he's not senior like me doesn't mean he's junior. He's just...middle.
I have a peculiar symptom in my bathroom. Which sounds like this is going to be way grosser than it is. But...after I use the shower and have the lights switched on, there's a dripping/clicking noise in the light fixture. If the lights are off, it's silent, and it doesn't start until after I shower.
It's going to explode and electrocute me in the middle of a shower, isn't it?
I don't know -- when the roof was leaking last summer, we had water pouring out of a light switch in the kitchen, and nothing ever happened. Not that I didn't freak out about it, but the landlord is an electrician, and he didn't seem concerned.