Is this woo nurse that you frequently have to call when she's about an hour later than agreed upon? Because that is just not acceptable. You wait in the car. Knock at 9, not a damn minute earlier.

Yeah, good lord. Early and late both not ok, lady! Learn.

I still have houseguests (sis and BIL)--last night they got in and were sleepy on east coast time, so we got some food from trader joe's and watched some tv. Today, dim sum! Yay.

(possibly from an unnoticed burn or just my skin in that precious that someone through something mean at it and that hurt)

Maybe it's oversleeping, but I just can't parse this?

I can do better than parse, I can actually type ALL of the words this time.

(possibly from an unnoticed small burn from randomly contacting some hot surfaces in the desert where everything is hot or just my skin being so sensitive and precious that someone thought something mean at it and then it blistered)

Basically a blister showed up on my wrist the other night. Where my wrist moves along the (cool) laptop edge. So I don't know what first initiated the blister. Typing probably made it worse. So protective covering.

Blisters can take a bit of work for me, but I bruise at the drop of a hat. I can bruise from a workout, and it's not like I use high weights or anything.

Oh Cass, yesterday I painted my nails a lovely olive green and thought of you.

Thanks Cass... was worried I was having a Bad Brain Day or something.

Thanks Cass... was worried I was having a Bad Brain Day or something.

Nope. I just was typing after being up much earlier than usual and words failed me. Or I failed them.

but I bruise at the drop of a hat. I can bruise from a workout, and it's not like I use high weights or anything.

Me too, especially currently. I've always been an easy bruiser but it's kinda ridiculous right now. Started taking vitamins again and will ask my Dr when I see him in a couple of weeks. Right now all WebMD has for me is looking into safe places to live. But it's just me and gravity. Our dysfunctional relationship is hard to quit.

Oh Cass, yesterday I painted my nails a lovely olive green and thought of you.

Mine are Peace on Earth which I love. If I never find a bottle of At Your Quebec and Call, I can live contentedly knowing that I still have fun options. AYQaC is still one of those "But I do so wants it" colors. Not enough to stalk auctions, but if I saw one, I would grab it. Probably name it Precious.

I've always been an easy bruiser but it's kinda ridiculous right now.

I go through weird phases where I will bruise if someone looks at me wrong, alternating with not bruising even if the Hulk punched me. I have no idea what the difference is, because I take vitamins on the regular, and my diet is more or less consistent.

(This post brought to you by the giant mystery bruise on my thigh, which had me running around the house yesterday trying to see what furniture was exactly that height. Turns out to almost certainly be the cast-iron pedestal tub. Stupid tub.)

(This post brought to you by the giant mystery bruise on my thigh, which had me running around the house yesterday trying to see what furniture was exactly that height. Turns out to almost certainly be the cast-iron pedestal tub. Stupid tub.)

I have a Stupid (though very comfy) Futon, Stupid Doorknobs (almost always because the dumb cat trips me), Stupid Countertops (also dumb cat tripping me) and then randoms. I'm already clumsy and prone to bruise. Adding whatever new factor that increases bruising just makes me look sad.

Bodies need better outer shells.

Mine are Peace on Earth which I love. If I never find a bottle of At Your Quebec and Call, I can live contentedly knowing that I still have fun options.

Oo, those are both beautiful. See there's a reason I thought of you!

Trying to get DH to do push-ups/tricep push-ups/sit-ups three times a day, which means promising to do them with him at least once. The things I do for love, I tell you.

Greetings from Austria! It is fucking hot, and these people in Europe don't believe in air conditioning. They just run around in 100-degree heat, looking all chic and continental.

I have eaten the food, gone up the mountain, gone through the museums, and eaten the gelato, because we're not this close to Austria for nothing.