In my search for popsicles (without glass) I found out that the grocery store has a box of 12 bomb pop popsicles for $3.50. We live in a golden age.
Natter 78: I might need to watch some Buffy for inspiration
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.
This takes me back to the days of mom making ice cube trays with Kool-Aid in them, then she upgraded to a metal container thing that made popsicles that we would fill with Kool-Aid with sticks in them.
a metal container thing that made popsicles that we would fill with Kool-Aid with sticks in them.
I remember those!
Whining: I still feel fatigued-to-exhausted a week after the trip to the ER for the migraine, which seems kinda WTF. To add an extra layer of frustration, it turns out that the actual MD neurologist at the office that does my Botox doesn't deal with migraines. They're a movement disorder specialist. So I need to find a neurologist.
Hec, what a beautiful place! I'm so glad you could make all of that happen!
The universe seems to have it in for me right now and I'm exhausted by it. My business is in a very tough spot right now. We've had a few projects either not use us, or cancel on short notice which means that money is a mess. On top of that there is a lawsuit against one of the big clients that we work for and it has named not just the big client but a whole laundry list pretty much all the companies that touched the project. The lawsuit shouldn't impact us in the long run, but in the near term I still need to make sure I'm on top of it which means legal expenses that I just don't need to incur right now.
Sorry to dump, I'm just so over this year already.
Jesus, ND, that sounds beyond stressful. I’m sorry you’re having to deal with so much at once.
Ugh, Noise, that is terrible!
Mom’s thumb is not fractured, hooray! And the dr thinks her nausea is that thing where the bits inside ears aren’t where they are supposed to be, not concussion. PT doesn’t want her to go home yet, maybe tomorrow.
Meanwhile my dad went to do his usual Thursday Kiwanis thing, which is good, but he left at 11 and only a few minutes ago left the clubhouse and he went to their house so who knows when he will get back here. Which only really matters because I am supposed to go pick up the Rosh Hoshanah meal mom ordered so I was waiting for that to figure out lunch and I am STARVING. I might need to go find a cafeteria or vending machine or something.
OK, he’s on the move again, I can hold out until he gets here
Jesus, ND, that sounds beyond stressful.
That would be an accurate assessment. So of course on top of this my mental health drug cocktail has dropped quite a bit in its efficacy, which means I'm working to get that adjusted on top of all of this.
I just...
I'm sorry that so much stress is piling on top of the stress, ND. May things turn around soon.
Mom’s thumb is not fractured, hooray!
Woot! That is good news.