Much ~ma sent to you and yours, sj. Being calm is so ridiculously difficult. Maybe some calming manatee - [link]

Much ~ma, sj.

I love Calming Manatee.

Lots and lots of ~ma, sj.

Whaaaat? That's available today? Thought it was all history. Gotta check it out because it would look nice filed with the absinthe.

Oh, no, it's not available at all. I just dearly wish it was.

I just got all caught up from last time I was here gosh a week ago. I had an outpatient surgery today that I thought was going to be a little thing, but was way more bloody and had more needle sticks of anesthesia than I expected. So I'm lying on the bed with an ice pack on it, being very grateful that vicodin kicked in. When I got home it really really hurt and I knew I couldn't drive anywhere, called my neighbor at her friends house to ask her to pick up some medicinal supplies at the grocery store on her way home. Things got very confused very fast - my neighbor came rushing to her home thinking one of her cats had been hit by a car. Luckily everyone lives within a mile of everyone else. Neighbor's friend housesits for them and I'm on call for help with their cats, so I'm in her phone as "Realname cats," and neighbor thought it was a text from me.

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Askye, I hope you feel better soon. Well more than that I hope you figure out what it is.it is so horrible knowing that you are unwell, and not knowing what it is. Having a name for it is so calming I always think.

SJ congratulations! I love the demitasse I think that's just great.

Hugs to Connie.

Katie I love hearing about your hummingbirds. I'm taking a field biology class at the Community College, & I learned on our field trip last weekend that our local hummingbirds have two broods a year. I thought of KTBS hummingbirds immediately. Our instructor got very excited by an unusual finding on a field trip which was an otter slip. So what this is is the freshwater otters have a beaten path from the water up to a trail or something in this case it was a fire road. And they put out kind of like a mailbox that says this is Fred the otters Trail. It's a pile of grasses and twigs and otter poop and otter musk. It was very interesting. On the other side of the fire road there was another slip going down to the pond on the other side. where else would you see 15 adults standing around a pile of wild animal poop having antimated and excited discussions about it?

~ma, sj.

Sending out the ~ma for ltc.

Hi, Java cat.I hope you heal up with no further complications.

So much ~ma, sj. And you know there are multiple Buffistas who've had to go through that terrible pregnant-and-waiting-for-test-results misery, with both joyful and sorrowful results. You're not alone; there are lots of us here who know that waiting and what it's like to get an answer at last. It's such a fraught time. You are so very not alone in it. All my ~ma and love.

That is probably one of the reasons that my mother never really encouraged me to think about, uh, birthin' babies. Well, that and my stepdad's family was like mega catholic and hanging out with most of his sisters felt like an obstetrics fellowship for about five years(wince) And to be honest, I've always felt more like cautionary tale than a miracle.