t face palm I just sent an email to one of the partners that was supposed to reference the bigger set [of cases], only that isn't exactly what I typed.
Also, our spell check system doesn't catch things that I really wish it would.
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.
t face palm I just sent an email to one of the partners that was supposed to reference the bigger set [of cases], only that isn't exactly what I typed.
Also, our spell check system doesn't catch things that I really wish it would.
That sounds awful, meara!
I guess that "unsend" option isn't available, Lee?
Leaving only 45 minutes late, that's not so bad I guess. And my plans this evening are not so time sensitive, although I am seriously tempted not to go home before dinner because it's not enough time to do anything.
Timelies all!
Quiet on the boards tonight...
Well, the nice thing is I decided to splurge and buy the wifi when I checked in, so I've got that at least. ...until my iPad runs out of battery? Fingers crossed maybe my next flight has a plug at the seat.
AAAAAUUUUUUUHHHHHHGGGGG. Got mad at the ivy out back when I took the recycling out, and yanked a ton out. Attacked by mosquitoes. Itchy itchy.
Jack and I went adventuring today. We went to check out a local doggie day care in preparation for a trip up to Cheyenne this weekend. He is still pretty shy, but she took him back to introduce him to some of the other dogs and see how he interacted and she said he did great.
Then we realized he didn't have one of his vaccinations, so off we went to the vet for a nasal spray thing.
Now K-Bug and I are ready to go to Cheyenne Frontier Days and see Miranda Lambert. Wooo-hooo!
Ugh, why do I still have a migraine? It came on yesterday, so I figured would be gone this morning, but no. It's not bad, certainly not bad enough to stay home, but annoying!
That's rough, Jesse. I hope you feel relief soon.
Thanks! Perimenopause is for the birds. (I assume that is what is going on, as over the past year or so all of my hormonal stuff has been changing.)
Ugh, Jesse, I hate those. I'm always so torn when I get those - like I probably should go lie down, but really it's not that bad, but then why am I constantly complaining (inside my head if not out loud) if it's not that bad? That's bad enough, right? But so much to do, I can just power through.
I don't know what the answer is. I hope it goes away.
Meanwhile, I am being all fancy and having whipped cream on my coffee because I can.