'Heart Of Gold'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
As was my pain specialist. He's officially given up with me. Says there's nothing he can do, it's all up to the migraine specialists now.
This seems wrong. Perhaps you should contact Oliver Sacks? Or House?
After the house talk, I was looking at properties in New Orleans, which still seem expensive to me. Then I looked in Detroit. It must be bad there, because I could buy a house for, like $3,500. Someone needs to start an arts commune there or something.
For dessert, I made homemade lavender syrup and mixed it with sugar and sour cream, and it all went on top of angel food cake. Fear me.
Dana, apparently my invitation got lost in the mail. I will be at your house within the hour for dessert.
Grant-writing sounds disturbingly like proposal-writing, including the issue of spending hours and hours of staff time on something that very well may not pay off at all.
I was actually pretty good at that, but I didn't enjoy it much.
No word yet from the HR folks, although my boss came by to confirm that what had happened, had happened. He also stated that he'd never once seen a civilian hiring process go through smoothly. Joy.
I will call my HR person tomorrow: she is retiring at the end of August, and she swore she would get me re-hired before she left...
Dana, apparently my invitation got lost in the mail. I will be at your house within the hour for dessert.
Can you swing by and pick me up on the way, please?
Dana, apparently my invitation got lost in the mail. I will be at your house within the hour for dessert.
It's actually not hard at all, provided you have lavender.
Me too!
I need cake. . . and I have none.
Mister Kitty is sooo passed out. Usual for him after being overnight a few days at the vet. I've got to get a kitchen scale to monitor his weight. He's 8.8 lbs. Which is horrifying when you realize that when I got him, he was 18 lbs. Fat, very much so. But he's so thin now, it is pathetic.
But as Dr. Berry said,"never seen a happier sick cat, once he was out of shock." Luckily ran into him as I was leaving. Dr. Lee had been doing his care this week, and I love her too. But what I love even more is Dr. Berry knew the whole case and told me that like Dr. Lee, he was not comfortable with restarting the insulin, given MK's borderline status this week and general history. He said he'd conference with her and the other drs to think about oral meds if MK continues to be borderline. Yes, he's ancient, yes, we're counting down days and weeks and possibly months, but this is possible to stabilize at this point still. And he approved my rueful plan to buy a kitchen scale to monitor his weight the next couple of weeks.
I kinda have a crush on all the three vets I've dealt with here. Because they listen and are realistic and don't get taken aback by my morbid dry humor.
We both get a vacation of an undetermined length from the needles and the schedule.
Swifty has never had a break! Glad MK is home and hope he evens out and has some peaceful times.
Man yesterday was stressy. And today somewhat. Trying to decompress now with a beer and bad tv.
Dana, I hope you made enough cake!
Jen, sumi, and I are coming over!