It's both horrible and adorable. Horrordorable!

It really is both.

I don't even see the horrible there. Doesn't everyone want to know that they will be loved even when they are broken and dead? I want to be loved right up until my last miserable, probably pititful, breath.

Mind you, I don't want to be loved *to* death and I don't want love to break me. Very important clarification.

I don't really see the horrible, either. But super adorable!

My neighbors are listening to music very loudly. I'm trying to watch a movie.

Pain sucks. Doctors who don't fill prescriptions on time suck. Laws that say I have to get a paper prescription every month suck. Advil is doing pretty much nothing except tearing up my stomach lining. I need to last until Monday like this.

{{Hil}}

American companies don't respect their workers anymore. Especially in the service industry. My BFF got promoted to Assistant Manager, a well deserved and overdue promotion. It's been more than two months. Her employer has still not entered her promotion officially into the records, so she isn't getting the pay she's supposed to be getting, and when they finally do, it won't be retroactive to the date she was promoted. And because she isn't in the computer as assistant manager, she can't do the produce ordering or employee write-ups she's supposed to do; everything she does has to be done under her manager's login, so he gets the credit for her work. It's absolutely infuriating.

How is that not illegal?

I'm so sorry about the medication hassle, Hil.

And that sucks for your BFF, Zen. We really need better worker protection.

No idea how it's not illegal. I guess because it's not "official " yet.

My family is bananas. It's always something.

Thanks, everyone.

Still hurting tonight, but it's less bad than yesterday.

I'm glad it's not as bad.

My Dad is up to visit. I haven't seen him that much. E is super full of energy so he and Mom are taking him up to a nature area/hiking trail. I am not going because I'm in the middle of a painful bladder syndrome flare up and am currently sitting on an icepack. E did not want to go if everyone wasn't going so I made up a scavenger hunt game. I've never been to this place but I wrote out a list of stuff I'm sure is easy to find outside and he (or Mom) has to take pictures of it and bring the pictures back not the stuff.

Things like - a tiny pebble, a rock the size of your hand, something green, a log with moss, a picture of the three of them, something blue, green leaves that aren't pine needles, something you want to write a story about, etc. With instructions not to race through to find the things but to take time and look at everything and then take pictures.

then they'll come back and show the pictures and tell me about it.