My issue is that right now I still have McPhee and I need to get right home from work to talk with her and get together on the next day and anything that has gone on with E.
I still think I can get in a groove to where I go home get the transition of nanny to me done and get out of the house by 6:15. Of course that may mean not eating until 7:30 for me, but so be it. Larger lunches, a snack before workout and a small dinner or snack afterwards. That is what I need to be doing.
Everything Suits!Jessica wears is fancy clothes for me. Some of it even 5th dateworthy.
Even Olivia Pope relaxes at the office a little.
Hey, has anyone developed a button for your keyboard that you can press, and it will reach through the screen and punch someone who uses the term "PC"? Asking for a friend.
For politically correct? Yikes.
While I do think sometimes that instinct can run amok, in cases such as "differently abled", I find your ideas intriguing and would like to try a prototype if you ever find one, Dana.
Yeah, meaning "politically correct". Or possibly "my life as a middle-aged white man, so hard."
By "Yikes," I think I meant "Why haven't all of those people been punched in the face yet?"
I'm experimenting with my tea -- two scant teaspoons of sugar and an orange slice.
In other news, I just edited another article about the dangers of artificial sweeteners, and feeling doomed.