Yep, I’m feeling some love from y’all out there … I think (key word) I am back to my normal(??) snarky self again after running into a ditch recently. I appreciate all your concern and love and private messages to me. It meant alot.
We had a fun visit with the doctor yesterday – I am all for being a guinea peeeg for a doc-in-training but geez Louise! Surely, they teach you how to take blood in like “Doctoring 101” or something, right? I think this dude must have been absent that day because he took it from the underside of my forearm (rather than in the middle inside elbow part) and got maybe half a vial of it, left me all sweaty and faint with a big bruise to show for it. He did call the “real” doctor in and she took 2 vials in about 3 seconds so at least I won’t have to go back to do it. Blargh. Not really what I needed yesterday, yanno?
Umm, why is it almost 60 degrees here? Not that I am complaining, mind you. I loves me some warmish temps (especially in January!) but I wish Mother Nature would make up her mind. I have this bizarre aversion to wearing a winter coat (not sure why) and run around in that ratty George Mason sweatshirt Alok gave me. If I were ever to go on Survivor, that sweatshirt would be my luxury item. But please don’t make me choose between that and my journal. That is truly between a rock and a hard place.
Have you guys had a chance to check out the PhotoBlog over at wkenshow? I love looking at all the pictures and I’m trying to decide if I should send one in and if so, which one should I send? I was thinking of the one that my goddaughters gave me for Christmas of the 3 of us but I don’t have it in digital format. (Feh!)
Anyway, I think we are back on track (at least for today. Tomorrow, who knows, right?) and I am looking forward to my trip to Columbia, SC on Jan 17th to meet my long lost and recently found twin sister, Cathy! Oh, the places we will go! The trouble we will cause and the hearts we will break! hahah (Well, a girl can dream, can’t she??)
Was there ever any doubt (about us loving you, I mean)?
Yes, we love you. We really love you.
P.S. Nicole E left out everyone’s favourite punch-drunk, sadistic human equivalent of a pit bull, Mike Tyson, who fully deserves to have 50# of Jolly Ranchers pounded up his butt and then be hung by his ‘roid-shrivelled sack and used as a public pinata by any female who wanders by and needs to whack something [which is about 2/3 of us on any given day]. The first person to spill candy gets $100 and a clean replica of his sweat-stained belly-button-lint-encrusted championship belt or whatever the prize is nowadays for beating the neon polkadotted fuck out of somebody on pay-per-view.
Again, brightest blessings and a wonderful rest of the week. :) –ez