...completely distracted because my ipad was delivered when no one was home. My daughter returned from class 10 minutes after the attempted delivery. They didn't even leave a little note saying they had been there. I overpaid for it, but I cannot wait to play fruitninja all night long become even more productive posting to my almost dormant blog.
...excited the traps for my slacking boarders have been set. I've got two whistlepigs (groundhogs, woodchucks, varmits, non-rent paying bastards) burrowing in my shed and under my porch. The city provides live traps and will remove them IF the rat bastards (literally) go into the trap. Meanwhile, I've got to restock on mothballs and ammonia. I don't want to harm them, but they cannot stay. I pay rent. They don't. And they could hurt my dog if he gets one cornered. And he's trying really hard to do so.
...feeling pretty good even though I slept for about 5 minutes last night. I'm trying to come off Effexor. I think I've been on it for at least 6 years. I can say it helps. But coming off is a BITCH! Doctors tell you to step down, but there's nothing they can do for the zaps you feel and that's the hardest part. The best thing to do is your own research by talking to others who have managed to stick it through. This time I'm taking it every other day for a few weeks at 75 whatever those things are. I hope I can sleep tonight. I may work in the yard, so that might help me doze.
...still searching for a good homemade hummus recipe. I've tried one with tahini and one without; canned chickpeas and bagged; but still nothing matches the mouthgasm that happens when I eat this stuff.
...proud for how I've handled my situation with the Eye Are Ess. For so long I was so afraid and intimidated to contact them even though I knew I was making it worse by putting it off. At some point, a chick's gotta tit up, vag up, grow up and handle her business. Still have a long way to go, but I've got my big girl panties on!
...sorta glad my mom is staying in the rehab facility. She's got COPD, asthma, diabetes, CHF, and arthritis. She had an extreme exacerbation on Mother's Day and my daughter and I called 911. COPD is a behemoth of a disease. If she didn't have that, she wouldn't have asthma or diabetes or CHF. It's the third most common chronic illness in women; of course cancer and heart disease have it beat. Right now the doctors have her breathing in check, without steroids, but her legs are super swollen; more than usual. Hopefully they will figure it out and she'll be home soon. Mom has been stage 4 for quite some time now.
...going to be distracted until that freaking ipad gets here. GRRR. I can't even set the delivery for pick up until the third attempt.
beckie
...excited the traps for my slacking boarders have been set. I've got two whistlepigs (groundhogs, woodchucks, varmits, non-rent paying bastards) burrowing in my shed and under my porch. The city provides live traps and will remove them IF the rat bastards (literally) go into the trap. Meanwhile, I've got to restock on mothballs and ammonia. I don't want to harm them, but they cannot stay. I pay rent. They don't. And they could hurt my dog if he gets one cornered. And he's trying really hard to do so.
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| I hope I don't turn into Carl. |
...feeling pretty good even though I slept for about 5 minutes last night. I'm trying to come off Effexor. I think I've been on it for at least 6 years. I can say it helps. But coming off is a BITCH! Doctors tell you to step down, but there's nothing they can do for the zaps you feel and that's the hardest part. The best thing to do is your own research by talking to others who have managed to stick it through. This time I'm taking it every other day for a few weeks at 75 whatever those things are. I hope I can sleep tonight. I may work in the yard, so that might help me doze.
...still searching for a good homemade hummus recipe. I've tried one with tahini and one without; canned chickpeas and bagged; but still nothing matches the mouthgasm that happens when I eat this stuff.
...proud for how I've handled my situation with the Eye Are Ess. For so long I was so afraid and intimidated to contact them even though I knew I was making it worse by putting it off. At some point, a chick's gotta
...sorta glad my mom is staying in the rehab facility. She's got COPD, asthma, diabetes, CHF, and arthritis. She had an extreme exacerbation on Mother's Day and my daughter and I called 911. COPD is a behemoth of a disease. If she didn't have that, she wouldn't have asthma or diabetes or CHF. It's the third most common chronic illness in women; of course cancer and heart disease have it beat. Right now the doctors have her breathing in check, without steroids, but her legs are super swollen; more than usual. Hopefully they will figure it out and she'll be home soon. Mom has been stage 4 for quite some time now.
...going to be distracted until that freaking ipad gets here. GRRR. I can't even set the delivery for pick up until the third attempt.
beckie
