Hil, best wishes to your mom! Buckets of "it's nothingma" on the way across the bridge!
Puppies, OTOH, totally do not lie or play mind games. Maybe they got those mixed up.
Cats, OTOOH, totally DO lie and play mind games. It's amazing.
Debet, I think that kid is going to have it rough enough with a mom like that as it is... I say you do him a solid and let him have a couple of years where his mother thinks he can't mess with her. He'll need it.
Sorry to hear about your Mom, Hil -- let us know how it's going!
Hoping for the best for your mom, Hil
It's-nothing~ma for Hil's mother.
Thanks, everyone. I haven't heard anything new yet today, which probably means that everything's OK.
I haven't heard anything new yet today, which probably means that everything's OK.
Fingers crossed!
Count me as one of the "inhalers make breathing good" crowd. Air is nice.
Sending the ma~out! hil.
Also in favor of breathing
Work holiday party is today. I'm waffling.
My throat feels like I'm trying to swallow razors. I feel entirely justified in feeling sorry for myself, for once.
No clean car for me on account of FOG. I swear, I tried!
Despite being loaded with painkillers, my sinuses are imitating tympaniis. I am not amused. This is going to make the dental work fun.
Loading up on protein since I suspect I won't feel like eating later.