Well, anything to prevent bum burps. I can't believe the woo nurse apologised for bum burps. And, seriously, it was a context in which you just don't have to say anything other than to delay stuff long enough for your bum burps to dissipate. Please don't introduce me to that term.
Day of work...worked. Yay, good. Now, groceries, and then done for the day with stuff.
Oh, that is too bad, sara! Avocados are full of fat, though. Delicious, delicious, relatively healthy fat.
I've been on regular doses of pepcid for the last decade. I not only got my dad's crappy knees, I got his crappy acidic gut with an intolerance for fatty stuff. I bring my own sugar & dairy sensitivities to the party, though.
Oh, and apparently, carbs like bread and pasta and oats are also on the 'this better be fucking good for what it is going to cost you later.' Feh.
ita,
bum burps?
Seriously, what? FARTS? That's just too-too.
Today has involved too much time around my children. Anyone want two kids, almost housebroken?
That idiotic "sex and alcohol make people happier than kids and religion" survey is making the social media rounds again, and I just can't. (Also, as an atheist who is currently drinking wine while somebody else puts the kids to bed...I don't really have a leg to stand on in this argument, do I?)
Whatever makes you happy, Jess!
Currently, Loki is making me happy by purring and kneading my thigh. And now the Pumpk has joined us! Don't judge me!
Frankenbuddha, I hope your day has improved.
Not so much, but I'd forgotten to mention that my hot water has been out for two days, and still is at this point. I know that's a total "Landlord Must-do", but my landlord is barely making his mortgage (and lives above me) so pushing the issue is going to be very, very difficult. I think the hot water heater is dead, or at least needs new elements, but trying to force the issue legally is going to be trying to get blood from a stone.
So, yes, I've taken cold showers for the last two days. They do beat coffee in the wake-up department, but OMG!
Oh, good lord, Frank, that goes a bit beyond duck nibbling!
That idiotic "sex and alcohol make people happier than kids and religion" survey
I have no idea what you are talking about, but out of those alcohol and religion are the things I have, and they kinda go together.