And we have just discovered that instead of getting me the nice bottle of prescription ibuprofen from upstairs, my husband brought down the wrong pill bottle, so I took a dose of the wrong drug earlier.
Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Yikes, Dana. Nothing dangerous, I hope! Nor delaying the painkillers any further.
I think grocery shopping can wait until at least Wednesday. I can drink coffee at work, I know my parents will have some or will drive-through and get me a cup, and that's the only thing I'm actually out of.
Really need to get after those blackberries while there's light, though.
Oh, no, nothing dangerous. And fortunately for him, I can't hobble fast enough to catch and kill him.
He's a lucky man.
And fortunately for him, I can't hobble fast enough to catch and kill him.
Tim accidentally took the dog's Tramadol once, instead of his nighttime meds. That was the exact moment that (1) he stopped keeping his meds on the same lazy susan as the dog's meds, and (2) I told him he was never allowed to bring me pills; he could only bring me the bottle full of pills so I could verify it.
He did sleep soundly, though, thanks to the Tramadol.
That does actually remind me that I have Vicodin left over from the mutant bone thing, and I slept pretty good on that.
My dog would give you some Tramadol if he were closer.
Timelies all!
GaFilk is over. Had fun. Now in airport.
Anyone watching the Golden Globes red carpet march of dresses?
Why does it seem like the last GG was like 2 months ago?
I am for a little while, Zen. Then I am off to a friends to watch Sherlock.