My halloween 'costume' for next week. Have to keep it minimal, and free of fibers that could detach in the OR. So, bone beads.
And one side of my face is swollen, parotid gland, almost certainly viral. Lovely. Might, not explain exactly, but indicate the reason behind my very sore neck lately. It's been brewing a while. Too much crying because of the ther-appy, as well, perhaps. Feeling fine, otherwise. Just worn from the week.
Fix one thing, and another thing breaks. Always the way.
Cats continue to accept each other. Well, Moby accepting Eleanor. Eleanor has always thought Moby rather wonderful. She's also been sleeping on me a lot at night, a warm lump at my knees.
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keep at it, it'll be worth it in the end. my own is going well enough, though rather unproductive. still, i think my own head is producing some pretty productive paths that i'm eyeing cautiously. the therapist comes in handy for bouncing ideas, but in the end, we must do the heavy lifting, don't we?
pc,
Yeah, gods, what are we paying them for, huh!?
They are guides, but we have to get ourselves through our own lives. Sucks, but there it is.
You are too funny! Love the heading. Prost! I'm still drinking Märzens but am almost ready to switch to Stouts.
Rou,
And you have the marvelous taste and intelligence to see the humor.
zhoen, being a student has its advantages, one of them is free therapy. but yeah, i get your point.
I haven't a halloween costume, but my three kids do.
I have no inflammation currently, and fortunately, neither does my middle child.
If our cat falls asleep in the living room because we are up late doing stuff, he sleeps the night there. If he comes to be bed when we go to bed, he sleeps against me.
Phil,
Glad about your second little one.
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