When pain goes away for a while, it makes it twenty times worse when it comes back.
Arthritis in my jaw is really, really sucky.
I’m done with winter already. No, I’m not going to “Hail!” the damn frost giants. They need to go away. Now.
Kender does this thing at every meal where he eats maybe half of the food on his plate, then asks for more. Then he throws a humongous hissy fit if we don’t give him more, or let him eat right out of the pot on the stove, or fetch more for himself. It doesn’t seem to matter how much or how little food we give him. I don’t understand this behavior, but we’ve given up on changing it.
I had another dream about getting Kender’s dog last night. It started out as a collie, but then it was a black lab. That’s better than the pit bull I dreamed he was getting last week.
Pain makes me bitchy. There doesn’t seem to be a way around that, but I keep trying. Must be insane.
My van today looks like something out of Day After Tomorrow. What is up with that movie haunting me this season???
I am a Wiccan priestess, a libertarian mother of triplets plus three, a wife and homeschooling mom to blind and autistic children, a fiber artist, and a Jane of All Trades, always learning and seeking to help.
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