That's pretty funny Jesse!
Shrift that sucks a lot. I hope it gets better. I am worried I also will be stuck in O'Hara at some point--my flight to Indy is through Dallas but my flight back goes through ORD. I feel like somehow it always screws me over.
OMG, I just saw an ad for something called Cajun Injector. What.
It drops "cher" into all your roast fowl?
I just won't fly through Chicago anymore. In the last couple decades, every flight that went through there got screwed up or cancelled. I'm lucky there are plenty of other viable alternatives.
My butt hurts. I did another 3+ miles. Dropped cookies off at the Y and guys...a non-pool-staffer I hadn't seen in a while came up to give me a hug "I heard about your surgery! Good to see you up!" I love Gus, and it just touches me to know word got about.
"Do you have a little Cajun in you?...Would you like to?" Actual line used by a friend of mine.
Aw, sarameg. I love your Y community.
Aw, that's great, Sara!
"Do you have a little Cajun in you?...Would you like to?" Actual line used by a friend of mine.
That sounds about right. I wonder if he knows about the Cajun Injector??
Sara, my friend actually went to the Christmas party last night. She was dopey on percocet, but she by god made it. She's doing okay, but she's still on pain meds today. I took her some corn muffins that I made to go with chili tonight (I offered her some chili -- it's made with fake meat, so it isn't fatty, and it's also SUPER mild, because I am a spicy food wimp -- but she turned it down, which I figured she would), and she said she's pretty much been dozing in her La-Z-Boy chair all day.
I think I got really lucky. Or have a high pain tolerance. Ran into a friend who had given me a rundown on what to expect from her experience & she thought it was pretty wild I was already burning through a 3 mile fast walk yesterday. I haven't involuntarily napped since, what? Wednesday?
Oh dear, Debet. They had one person doing lights, projections, and sound?
watching the intelligent lights (the ones you can program where they aim) dance (sometimes when they weren't even on, but more often when they turned on before aiming where they were supposed to).
MARK. Learn it. Know it. Live it.
I've attacked a couple of piles of paper today (moving 80% of it to recycling), vacuumed (although I think it took longer to fix the belt on the hand-vac), and put my holiday music playlist on my old iPhone 3. I still need to figure out a couple of remaining gifts and dig my giftwrap materials out of the back of the closet.
Oh, my god. This United Customer service line is enormous.