Job ~ma, Sue!
Oh, Connie, your restraint is admirable, for not slamming the door on his face. Yes I said on.
Because it's both phone anxiety plus Imposter Syndrome. Ugh.
Burrell, Ugh indeed. Double whammy.
Tara ,'Empty Places'
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Job ~ma, Sue!
Oh, Connie, your restraint is admirable, for not slamming the door on his face. Yes I said on.
Because it's both phone anxiety plus Imposter Syndrome. Ugh.
Burrell, Ugh indeed. Double whammy.
Oh and Plei, my Ancient Resins showed up today. I love it. It smells like a catacomb.
my Ancient Resins
this sounds...like something out of Indiana Jones.
Huntsman just called. They wanted permission to put in another port so they could get more IV access. The three lines he already has aren't enough. And the doctor said I should come up tonight and not wait for Friday.
Dear goddess.
Connie, sending all my strength to you and especially to him.
We are all here for you, Connie, so you can be there for him.
this sounds...like something out of Indiana Jones.
It smells like old magic, so the comparison is apt.
Strength to you, Connie.
Oh and Plei, my Ancient Resins showed up today. I love it. It smells like a catacomb.
I have it on my arms, just a small amount from after my morning shower, and it's very soothing for me to sniff them at the moment.
All the ~ma, Connie.
Go, Teppy on pushing outside your comfort zone.
I'm at the beach. There was shepherd's pie and ice cream cake, and now there is baseball and magazines.
Much strength to you, Connie.