My Life. Medication Optional.

Little TWoP fell off the swing into the mud.  And I laughed, because I am mean.

In case you missed it, I hate snow.  A lot.  The first snow of the year is fine.  It's new, it's novel, it's pretty.  Then it melts and it's slushy and muddy and ugly and useless.  Where I live you can have three inches of snow in the morning (that's a good size snow) and have it gone by 2pm.  This year we have had 325% more snow than normal.  It's snowing right now.  My birthday is in four days (but who's counting?) and I want no more snow for the rest of the year.  (Thanks in advance!)

Season 4b Episode 6

If you're not watching, you should be.  This was one of the best episodes ever and Matt Ross needs an Emmy for his portrayal of Alby.

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I've been feeling strange for the past two days.  I have this weird feeling in my chest, almost a pressure, which generally means a panic attack is near.  My mind is fairly clear and I don't feel mentally scattered or anxious, but I heed the signs when they come.  I hit the gym today for a major workout and did 50 minutes of cardio and lifted.  I feel sane again and I think I may have prevented a panic attack.  (Hope!)

My daughter just took off her diaper, put it in the linen closet and ran past me saying 'How do I look?  As she ran past her dad he said 'You look naked.'