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04:13 pm: Grrrr...
Grumble, grumble, grumble.

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Date:October 27th, 2005 08:25 pm (UTC)
Whats got you grumbly my dear pookins?
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Date:October 28th, 2005 09:37 pm (UTC)
Hmmpf. Thursday was my first day back to work since the little surgery last Friday and no pain medication. Sigh. I couldn't wait to get home and medicate. Mmmm...pain meds.

And, my car was covered in some kinda nasty tree stuff and bird crap. I got a five dollar car wash and it didn't get a bit of it off. Hmmmpf.

Friday has been a little bit better. I still gotta catch up with you! If you're not busy, give me a call later or I'll try to get ya sometimes this weekend. :-)
Date:November 2nd, 2005 03:12 am (UTC)

Now what. . .

could you possibly need surgery on? I almost shudder to think after all the pain you went through last year. I hope you are doing okay.
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Date:November 2nd, 2005 03:27 am (UTC)

Re: Now what. . .

Hey sugar plum!

The surgery was to remove a non-dissolving suture that was never supposed to be seen by mankind again. It managed to punture through some thin tissue in my little rosy-nosy. Pain in the batookus, it was! I've had nose bleeds just about every day for the last several months. BLECH! But, I'm better now and hopefully getting back on track!

I gotta catch up with you sooner or later! I hope you and the li'l snoogy-woogums are doing well. And, by snoogy-woogums, I do mean the children--always good to clarify ;-)
Date:November 2nd, 2005 04:36 pm (UTC)

clarification is good

And don't you forget it! Life has been pretty good with the little nippers - exhausting, but good. I am always amazed by them! But it is so much work. I tried to call you a couple of weeks ago, but I couldn't get through, or I got your voice mail - and I HATE leaving messages [one of my many shortfalls, but I am working on it]. Hope things are getting better. Holler back when you can, I ain't goin' no-where ['ceptin back to school to learn proper talkin'].

love to your fur-kids!
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