How do you hike in a long swoopy skirt without treading on the hem? I have to scoop up my full long skirts just going on the stairs. Wouldn't matter though, most of mine are not designed for 80+ degree weather.

I figure I can do pretty much anything in a long, swoopy skirt.

Especially swooping. What else do you need to do, really?

How do you hike in a long swoopy skirt without treading on the hem?

I pick them up for things like going over fallen redwoods and starting scrambling up boulders. For just hiking, I hike them a touch higher so the hem is about an inch higher than normal. Gives me just enough clearance. And I totally accept that things like walking over damp lawns will mean damp hems. I'm like a human swiffer most places.

When I picked up my prescription from the migraine specialist, there was a copy of a "give ita ! these meds in this way" letter.

Sadly, it might make things worse. They seem really caught up in needing everything one way in one letter, otherwise they make up everything.

So, he asks for 6mg IV push--I'm kinda worried they'll ignore the IV push part since they clearly can't give me 6mg (I gave up the 6mg fight a long time ago--I dig their reticence there). They're weirdly literal that way.

Still--this week, there's a letter from pain doctor with the appropriate doses, and from the migraine doctor with the appropriate delivery method and a PS saying "I know it's a lot, but she's...yeah."

Speaking of doctors, I got a call today saying there was a technician at my door ready to set up my sleep apnea test.

Okay? I'm not home, and I don't know why a technician would think I was. I mean, I know someone called me about this appointment, but I told them I needed to talk to my doctor first and find out why it was ordered--and the doctor they say ordered it (GP) didn't, and the doctor who probably ordered it (sleep doc) hasn't returned my call. There was never an appointment...

I'm like a human swiffer most places.

I'm as likely to wear a skirt that grazes my fingertips as grazes the ground--but that's not loungey either. All my mid-length skirts are dry clean work types.

Yay! Kate! Not having to pay for a new ceiling is good.

I'm spent. I hate the current humid-for-LA weather. N & G have a ridiculous amount of homework for Kindergarten. But I will say, the "Get Well Grace" cards her classmates made were amazingly sweet.

Aww, classmates.

Well, ita !, the clear solution to this problem is to buy more skirts.

To the loungey problem. I don't know the answer to the meds problem. But, hey, documentation?

Thoughts this morning:

Why are the people who are clearly back-in-parking-challenged the ones who back into a spot?

Nylon track-pants and tevas at work? Really? I cannot take you seriously.

Ha! I'm a mediocre at best backer upper. I don't even try if there are people around to watch me correct, then correct again, them one more time. Or just give up. Pull through spaces are my favorites.

My grand-nephew was born last night at about 8:30p. Remarkably adorbs for 1/2 hour in the world. A ton of hair. All are doing well and healthy.

ETA: Oh, and he was born on his parents' anniversary.

I endorse Liese's "more skirts" plan, and am keeping all fingers crossed that the med-dispensing people manage to not only read your doctors' recommendations but follow them.

Yay grand-nephew!

I woke up early to go to work early to transcribe the Tuesday 7 AM meeting (get to leave at 4, though, so it's not all bad), and found that an opponent on an Atlantic discussion thread (not EvoPsych!Buffy Guy, another one) had backed down from ranting and raving and started his latest missive with, "Fella - you seem like a nice guy and all." I feel like I've hit some kind of Internet milestone, being gender-misidentified (I assume it's because of having a genderless pseud and mentioning baseball in a discussion about Nate Silver). Today I am a man!