Had a good, if busy weekend. Saturday was errand day - I brought the car in to have its battery looked at, returned a ton of bottle and cans that had been stacking up, and bought a new dress and flats for a wedding I'm attending this coming weekend (it's been a while since I attended a wedding, and my old flats have kind of fallen apart in the ( Read more... )

I hate needles. Really. I have a very vivid memory of throwing a screaming fit in the doctor's office when I was a kid, to the point that they went out and got my mother to calm me down. I'm not any fonder of them now, but alas, I'm too old for pitching a fit to be socially acceptable. It does mean that I tend to put shots off when I have to ( Read more... )