I don't watch PoI.
I am, however, watching reruns of Criminal Minds, and during the commercial break, there's a Glad commercial that ends with two kids running up to their front door at night, with their mother behind them, answering a knock, expecting it to be their father, and the door opens and you don't see what happens next... all I can think is, if it's their father, who lives there, why is he knocking???!? It's not him! Don't open the door!!
They don't work aesthetically or they don't move?
That's my guess. I'm sorry, ita ! That must be disturbing.
MY EYEBROWS DON'T WORK.
I just pray deeply that the pain in your brain has diminished. Please.
In dinner news, Hubby made a grilled chicken/monterey jack/apple salad that's quite good. I wasn't sure about the apple and the chicken, but these apples are tart and sweet and crunchy and quite yummy in it.
My roommate in Baltimore made a chicken stew with prunes. I was skeptical, but it was yum. Who knew. Besides her.
Yup--that part of the Botox kicked in in the past three hours. I was wiggling them at the doctor's office earlier.
Unfortunately my head still hurts like a mofo, but I'm harbouring a hope that if I dilaudid break this Sunday morning, then it won't be able to come back, because the muscles can't recramp. I'm faintly (don't taunt the gods) hoping to not go to the ER
next
week.
I harbor the same hope for you. No taunting of gods. Just crossed fingers and toes.