Quebec’s groundhog was found dead right before the ceremony was supposed to start.
'Serenity'
Natter 77: I miss my friends. I miss my enemies. I miss the people I talked to every day.
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.
Timelies all!
Sigh...Mr. S had a major meltdown at school and ran off. The nanny picked him up and brought him home.
Quebec’s groundhog was found dead right before the ceremony was supposed to start.
That seems like a bad omen. How's Canada fixed for white ravens?
So sorry, Sheryl.
Quebec’s groundhog was found dead right before the ceremony was supposed to start.
RIP to the wee dude, but what does that mean? Winter’s ending forever?
Metformin (which gave me the raging trots)
Puff of smoke. Delurks
Metroformin doesn't give me the trots, but I discovered on a weekend away that it does give me all kinds of bloating and gas. I read on a forum that people swear by taking digestive enzymes to help with tolerating it. Normally, I take them daily, but I hadn't taken any away with me, so now I make sure to always pack some.
Quebec’s groundhog was found dead right before the ceremony was supposed to start.
That seems like a bad omen. How's Canada fixed for white ravens?
Technically, he was a marmot. And Canada has TWO other (sometimes competing) groundhogs. And you know what? This far North, we're pretty much have six more weeks of winter no matter what the rodent says.
Hi everyone! Happy 2023. Been lurking and thinking of all of you.
More smoke. Re-lurks.
Bubble wrap back, for those that need it.
I am taking notes on all this Metformin info in case I end up on it.
Technically, he was a marmot. And Canada has TWO other (sometimes competing) groundhogs. And you know what? This far North, we're pretty much have six more weeks of winter no matter what the rodent says.
Thanks, Sue! I needed additions to my 2/2 lore
I’m glad it’s not just me. That’s why is so damned important, once you and your medical team find and carefully calibrate the pharmaceutical cocktail that keeps you sane and healthy, to NOT FUCK WITH THE COCKTAIL.
I need my fucking cocktail.
Several years back, the groundhog in a Madison suburb bit the mayor’s ear instead of prognosticating.
We just had a long Teams conversation about how they keep the groundhog calm for the photo ops (again, why I like to dial in late, so I don't have to participate in this ridiculousness with cow-workers)