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In November I was quite sick and they upped my thyroid medicine to make me more healthy and chipper.  I ran out yesterday and you know what?

THEY WON"T RENEW IT, without a blood test.  What is this?  Don't they know I all ready owe them lots of dough, I don't like blood tests and I have to fast.  Fast, FAST!!!! I can't go without food all day while I am teaching, I might be tempted to each one of the beings lunches.

oooh Ganache Tart with Salted Almond Crust  whoops, back on track, just saw the recipe while I was waiting for my older than dirt computer to quit having a seizure so I could type this.  The computer is about to drive me right over the wall.  I can work (blogstalking is work when your computer won't work), for about ten minutes and then another seizure, I know it's old but come on, I have treated it with care, vaccuming out the fan at least once a decade.  Man, and this is the thanks I get, seizure, seizure, seizure.

I was just watching house hunters and there is something I don't understand, why take off your shoes if you are barefooted.  Major ICK factor, I know that if I were selling a house I wouldn't want some else's toe juice on my floors.  I grimace just thinking about it, the germs, the foot flackes, Holy athlete's foot Batman!

I have talked about this before, but today I came home from work with an urgent need to have a little break in the potty room.  I ran through, said hi to the cats and sat down.  Did the furballs say, "Hi, we are so glad you are home we missed you terribly, now that you're back our lives are complete, please take a moment for yourself."  NO!  Princess Lulu walked to the bathroom door and the other two looked around the corner as Lulu gave me the word and let me tell you the word wasn't kind and loving, it was "get off your tush missy and get us some Fancy Feast"  Never mind that I just braved a snowstorm on the way home to go to Wal-Mart, braved icy roads at risk of life and limb so that they could have Fancy Feast and did they lavish me with love after emptying the cans of chow into their special dishes (not plastic, ceramic, for some reason plastic is supposed to be bad for cats) oh, no, it was "Thanks you can leave now while we enjoy your meager offerings."  Their gratitude was underwhelming to say the least maybe next time it will be Western Family (not really I could stand the smell of the after effect.