Oh Kat, I'm sorry.
My everything hurts. Shocking no one. Ok, market.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Oh Kat, I'm sorry.
My everything hurts. Shocking no one. Ok, market.
I'm sorry, Kat.
My social activity took place yesterday morning; yesterday evening I stayed in and read fic. This morning I'll be hitting the farmers market. The good tomatoes are coming in now.
My whole body aches, and I have no idea why. All I did yesterday was go grocery shopping, make potato salad, and nap. None of that should lead to this kind of pain.
How scary, Kat! I'm sorry you're having to deal with that.
Ack, Kat! I'm so sorry.
Yikes, Kat. I'm glad she's doing OK now.
Yikes, Kat! How scary. I'm sorry your trip is going to be cut short.
Oh Kat! I am so sorry that things have taken such a scary turn. I hope that Grace, and all of your family, got some rest last night.
Oh, no, Kat, that sounds terrifying!
I ended up skipping the fireworks just because 9:15 is late for me to be awake anymore.
Oh, Kat, how terrifying! And what completely frustrating nonsense with the hospital. Is it a really tiny facility, or was it a massive holiday clusterfuck? (I'm hoping the latter, so things can improve over the weekend.) Who closes a hospital ward, even a little one, at the start of a 3-day weekend most notable for stupid driving and things being set on fire and blown up?