My eye doctor will say "about the same?" whenever I hesitate with the "1 or 2" questions and it is such a relief to be told that's an option.
Yeah, I think the last guy I saw even asked it that way. "1, 2, or about the same?"
Ah, David, you remind me to be glad I don't have to schedule international calls anymore. I had to ask a funder (the funder!!!) to do a 6am call one time because that was the one slot the Minister of Health had offered him. (It was afternoon her time.)
Woo, Tep!
I kind of want a bath but cleaning the tub is too onerous. I may troll through Yelp for affordable day spas that offer aromatherapy baths nearby. Don't judge me. Or go ahead and judge, but don't feel obligated to share your judgment with me. Believe me, I know.
Happy birthday, Connie!
David, fingers still crossed for everything to work out. And for the annoying majority partner to get a nasty rash in an inconvenient place.
Don't judge me. Or go ahead and judge, but don't feel obligated to share your judgment with me. Believe me, I know.
I haven't taken a bath since we've lived in this apartment because it's in the kids' bathroom, and there's no way they're keeping it clean enough for me.
Happy birthday, Connie!
My doctor's office, bless them forever, now has a service where you can get an online evaluation for 8 or 10 common (but also simple to treat) conditions/illnesses.
That's brilliant!
msbelle, solidarity, sister, my finances have gotten out of control again, too. Happens when I'm stressed. I really need to get to a point that when I (inevitably) go into a anxious spending spree, I don't end up hurting myself before I'm through.
I always forget the power of posting about something to make it happen.
I need $100,000. Really. I need it. #rocket
Speaking of which, may the cash come through quickly and in delightful amounts after which may you not need to deal with your a*hole partner so much anymore, David.
I spent way too much time "debating" with an anti-abortion person on Twitter today. We were doing okay, until he said something that made me lose any respect for him. He said that he would happily adopt a baby, but he's offered his services on Twitter before and mysteriously there were no takers, so, no adopting. I called bullshit. Then he told me he already had 6 kids "of his own", after telling me neither men nor women should ever have sex unless they're ready to have kids. I told him, hey, you could've adopted 6 innocent babies if you'd just never had sex!
Happy Birthday, Connie!
I always forget the power of posting about something to make it happen.
Tried to get an appointment with a podiatrist this morning (think I've maybe developed plantar's fasciitis - whatever it is, it's making Irish dancing increasingly painful. And I had a performance yesterday, so I'm hurting today). Earliest available was 4 weeks out, in a really inconvenient location. How is it possible that a health network serving as large a city as San Diego only has a tiny handful of podiatrists (the nearest of whom won't see new patients)? Fingers crossed for a cancellation, or for the message I sent to my GP to be answered with, "Hey, I can totally hook you up! I know a (foot) guy!"
*Waits patiently for the power of posting*
It was his own argument! But I got him to admit that it wasn't about the innocent babies so much as about women irresponsibly having Teh Sexx when they didn't want to be pregnant.
I am amazed that Twitter adoption offers were not immediately jumped on by parents looking to give their baby a better life with someone else. What better reference could anyone have than a verified twitter account? It's a much more through vetting than refugees receive, I assume.