Couch 94 - Blowtorches R' Us

Be my guest.

Pup can't breathe tonight. Might as well have a pug (no offense to pugs) but holy cow. I feel bad for him. Wish I could help him breathe better.

I hope the pup feels better soon!

I have a feeling your T would be saying 'I told you so'

You're making me wish I lived in southern Arizona with your descriptions of this workshop/lecture. It sounds amazing...

All I could eat for the first three months with my daughter was Taco Bell beef soft tacos... I don't even...
My mom said she thought I was going to be a monkey - all she could eat were bananas

I am sure she will, when I tell her!

Maybe there's a similar organization up there? The lectures are very reasonable ($15). WAY cheaper than taking classes and I am learning a lot already.

There probably is... I don't know if I'd be brave enough yet to go though. I have a lot of work left to do.
$15 *is* very reasonable...

Sorry to hear - hope he feels better soon.

Good evening couch. I am home from CVS and ate my late dinner. I just caught up on the couch to see that some people seemed to get offended by my Viagra comment in an ealier post. I didn't mean to offend anyone, but going back and rereading my post I can see how offense could be taken. It was worded a little harshly.

Crazy night at CVS tonight. A person came through drive thru to pick up in the drop off lane and then refused to pull around into the pick-up lane when tols her prescription was too large to fit in the drop-off tube (like the tubes they have at banks). She insisted that we repackage her prescription into several smaller vials and send them out one at a time. I'm sorry ma'am, your prescription isn't pills, it's your child's liquid antibiotic, a little hard to repackage. We also had one in the pick-up lane tonight refusing to come inside when told their order was too large to fit in the drive-thru drawer. I'm sorry, there;s no way a bottle of the stuff you have to drink before a colonosocpy will fit into the drawer and there is no way to put it into a smaller package, it's a giant jug. That person asked if someone could walk it out to their car (sitting in drive thru) since it wouldn't fit. I guess these things just go along with any customer service job. You are always going to have some difficult customers. My store just seems to have more than most stores (at least tonight anyways).

Dad called me this afternoon gripe-ing that I did not come to my grandfather's funeral. Ummm....dad...you never told me when it was.

My dad's dad died in early February. When he died and I asked when the service was, my dad told me it would be mid-to-late May because his brother and sister could not come down from Washington state until then. I told him to let me know when he knew. He never did. It was yesterday in the middle of the day. Even if he had called and let me know, getting off work? Oh yea...I need to attend my grandpa's funeral. Didn't he die over 2 months ago? Yes, but we are just having the funeral. Real believable, even if I had known and went. Dad swears he called and left me a message when it was ealier in the week. I never got it though. Oh well. Evidently my dad forgot to tell a lot of people though because my brother went and said he was one of maybe 13 people there.

Lovely family. I guess we all have "special" families in one way or another.

Thanks. He's sleeping now. Gave him some benadryl. Hopefully he'll feel better in the morning. I have a dog no human could possibly be allergic to yet he's allergic to everything ... (dogs, grass, wheat, chicken, beef, corn, seasonal allergies, etc)

I was a little hesitant to go the first time and I told my t I wasn't sure I belonged there but she said "You have paid your dues in the work you've done so far, don't you think?" And she was right. I discovered that I very much belong. Not a person there that I've seen acts as if they don't have any work left to do, and no one treated me like I didn't belong when I told them about my "not a t" job. In fact most of them encouraged me to keep coming!

Does anyone remember Arnie Nuvo?
Arnie (TV series) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
He doesn't even have a facebook page.

I've missed the end of one couch and several pages of the new one.

Blah.

Emotions suck.

Thoughts suck too.

Where's that hole I like to crawl in? Oh... There.

Me too!!

Arnie Nuvo? Nope, sorry, never heard of him. Might not have been aired in my country.

Aaww poor puppy. Hope he feels better soon!

I used words without being aware of all their meanings.

To quote my T: "supposed to according to whom?" (I'm serious, by the way - who says that? And again, is "matching" about colour, and who decides which colours go together?)

Thank you. If I lose my English I have no assets left, that's the problem. If I'm not better at English (for certain specific values of "better") than an averagely-educated native speaker, there's nothing left of what makes me me.

I wear jeans. I would not wear girl pants for several reasons, not least because the pockets are reportedly useless.

I sometimes match my socks but usually I'm too lazy - it is not as if anybody would notice. Except possibly for T, though he doesn't strike me as a person who would pay attention to what people wear unless it is something weird.

Mast, girl pants pockets are mostly useless! Although some designers feel that we need no pockets at all, which is even more annoying, where do you put your keys or your debit card then?????

You will never lose what makes you you! DD1 and I had this discussion after she withdrew from school, she told me it didn't matter how disappointed I was, it would never match her level of disappointment with herself. "If I'm not smart, then I've lost the only special thing I ever had!"

I'm sorry to see you're hurting Mast!

We had our last performance of Bernstein's Kaddish last night. What an amazing piece of music! This is a picture from the concert showing the symphony, the chorus, and the children's chorus.

My family believed it. So for me, supposed to according to whom is my mother, grandmother, aunt and sibling. Sorority girls at my university (a long time ago), seemed to believe it. References in novels showed as a norm in the context of the novel.

Since I am sitting on the couch with you guys(thanks by the way) Thought I'd let you know I won't hog the remote! I love horror and comedy. I love cooking, reading, and getting out. I may snuggle (don't worry stop dog) lol, with permission only!!! I love shoes and handbags. I am a neat freak, can't help myself. I am easy to please, and can sit comfortably with someone without saying a word. I craved lemons with first child, potatoes with second, and it was a free for all with the third!!!
Is it ok if I occasionally sip wine on the couch??I will keep the hard liquor locked up for emergencies only!!! Have a great day!!

I'm up early this morning (for a Sunday) to get caught up on my laundry. Wheeee! H and I filled out the online loan application last night (for the new house) so we've got that started. We're going over to the house again today, to get some more measurements for stuff.

I had a crazy dream about t last night. She comes to my house and asks me to find an old, expired prescription she had written me for hydrocodone and says she will alter the date on it and drive me to a local pharmacy so I can get it filled and give her the pills because she needs them and she can not get them for herself. I feel weird about it, I know it is wrong, but I say I'll do it anyway. She drops me off in front of the pharmacy and it's dark and windy and I see the trees blowing and there is an ominous feeling in the air as I walk into the pharmacy.

I need to do some work with this one for sure! I know dreams about other people aren't usually about them anyway but... yeah. This one bears some working with!

That an interesting dream Artemis! Are you gonna do the research yourself on what it can mean or do you talk it through with your T?

I dreamed a lot while I was in therapy, but only one was about my T. All the other dreams were about myself or my family. I still find that very strange, because T was en is so important to me. Maybe there was more transference going on then I was aware of.

Anyway, in this dream I go to see my T. The door opens and it's not my T. Well, I'm not sure. He looks like him but something seems off. I give him the benefit of the doubt and walk in and we start the session. Everything is fine for a while, but more doubts are raised. Finally I know for sure he's not my T and I confront him. He looks anxiously to one side of the room. There's a closet and I open it. In there lies my T, in his underwear (fake T was wearing his clothes) en tied up. The closet looks exactly like one in my parents house. The next moment we are in my parents garden. My T too. Fake T is gone.

I still haven't figured out what this dream could mean.

Morning,...errr..afternoon, couch. I am up and awake. Deciding what I want for breakfast/lunch. Have to be at CVS at 4:30 today, won't get off until 10:30, so I need to eat lunch today, since my dinner will be late.

Just called the pharmacy to fill some scripts I had on hold due to pdoc sending them in early before they were due to be filled. The tech that answered did not even realize she was talking to me, I guess her mind was somewhere else. I said I would pick them up at 5, so they will be filled before I get there. I will really pick them up when I get off, but I can't fill my own and I don't want them to still be in the queue when I get to work, so I said 5.

I don't feel like cooking, so maybe I should go to Chili's for lunch. It's a step up from fast food, I've had too much of that lately. I think I will.

Off to get dressed and head out. Then I can still have some relax time before I have to leave for CVS.

Have a good day (or night, depending on where you live).