turn and face the strange....
The doctor was of little comfort, but handed me some pills and things to relieve the pressure.
Still sulking about the silly review. In a hundred years, it won't matter. In a hundred days, it won't matter. Wish I could make it not matter now.
BuddahPat will sympathize and distract me- he's taking me out for sushi tonight.
I don't know if I like sushi, but Pat said I probably would. And then he teased me with the promise of miso soup.
I love miso soup!
And then he dangled an offer of seaweed.
I love seaweed!
I have forewarned the children that they may find dinner a trifle odd, but they are to be patient and gracious.
After all, I bought them McDonald's last night.
And any of us would go anywhere with Pat.