maybe there's something wackier from GBBO I should try

There's the nun made of ladyfingers, which sounds much more elegant in French. Or the conical tower made of profiteroles.

I did a croquembouche (the tower of profiteroles) last year or the year before.

can someone explain to me why "come my lady, come come my lady" stupid song is stuck in my head. is it in some commercial? was it on a tv show? WHY?!?!

I don't know how much I should tell the new shrink about my experience with topamax. The more I talk about how my body feels, the more doctors seem to think I'm neurotic. I don't understand, isn't paying attention to your body a good thing? It's not like I freak out at every twinge.

Tell the expert at managing psychotropic medications about the effects that psychotropic medications have on you. As for doctors discounting your observations, they are being turdbuckets. When I have wacky things going on, I write down a laundry list of every unusual thing I notice. When I hand it over or read it to the doc, I preface it by saying that I am aware that some of the stuff may not be relevant but my job is to report the symptoms, doc's job is to sort through and make sense of them. I also usually mention that I am a professional caregiver, and I decided to treat my own health with the level of detailed observations and care that I provide for the people I serve. (That sometimes earns my observations some privilege and professional courtesy.)

Sophia, one noteworthy feature of ADD as it presents in women is that school often provides a structural framework that allows girls with ADD to thrive (or at least do OK enough to not be noticed as struggling). When such a girl becomes an adult, the struggles become much more obvious because as adults we are supposed to provide our own structure, and sometimes we cannot. In your case if/when you do decide to pursue this, it might do well to seek out a mental health professional who specializes in adults with ADD/ADHD who will be more familiar with the ways that can play out.

Kansas City is flooding now too.

Oh, shit! My parents are in Hawaii. I really hope they don't come home to a flooded basement. I wonder if my brother has thought to check.

We are so easily influenced -- I, too, had butter chicken yesterday, and tried ordering it without the chicken. They did it, no fuss, and it was GLORIOUS.

What's in butter chicken besides chicken? I don't remember any veggies in the sauce the way my local Indian restaurant prepares it.

Spent the morning feeding the new mama cat and petting her kittens. She doesn't seem to have a problem with me touching them, and one has learned to purr now. We've come a long way from her clawing me for putting food in front of her. (The credit goes to a nearby restaurant worker, who's been trying to earn her trust for the past three years.)

Timelies all!

msbelle, that song was in a commercial that ran a lot during the olympics. It's for some animated movie about animals doing karaoke, as far as I can tell.

Power cutting off at 8 got me out of bed quickly. While the weather is not gawdawful still, it is too much to be without ac and fans. Luckily, was only down 10 minutes or so.

Ran a bunch of errands and Baltimore was out in force, down to random old white lady tossing hamburger buns into the street from her deck. Ohhhhkaaaaaay.

Gonna swim at Druid today. Luckily, not until 4 because my old suit gave up and the new has different straps and some virgin skin will be exposed. Less chance for a burn later in the day.

I should vacuum.

THANK YOU SHERYL. That is EXACTLY it.