I know Larry happened. Please do not try to convince me otherwise. Please don't talk to me about coffee. I don't drink it. I don't caffeine. When I state my opinion, that is me chiming in on a topic. This is not me saying you suck at life if you do or feel differently. If I want to say that, I will. If I want to speak on you, I will.
Post by owlishbookish on Aug 17, 2016 23:29:05 GMT -5
I'm freaking out. I ran to the grocery store to pick something up and I looked down and realized my Fitbit One is gone. I checked my car seat in case the seatbelt caught it, but it's not there. I retraced my steps from the car to my apartment and it's not there, either. I called the grocery store and the guy who answered is taking a look around the aisle I was in, but I have to call him back in a few minutes.
I know Larry happened. Please do not try to convince me otherwise. Please don't talk to me about coffee. I don't drink it. I don't caffeine. When I state my opinion, that is me chiming in on a topic. This is not me saying you suck at life if you do or feel differently. If I want to say that, I will. If I want to speak on you, I will.
I know Larry happened. Please do not try to convince me otherwise. Please don't talk to me about coffee. I don't drink it. I don't caffeine. When I state my opinion, that is me chiming in on a topic. This is not me saying you suck at life if you do or feel differently. If I want to say that, I will. If I want to speak on you, I will.
Post by owlishbookish on Aug 18, 2016 0:00:17 GMT -5
It was a stupid ordeal, but I wound up finding it. I drove all the way back to the store and kept syncing my phone hoping it would show up. No dice. I was convinced I would never see it again. I walk through the door, hang up my purse and keys, take off my shoes... and there it is, sitting on one of my sandals. The cover is black so it blended right in. As soon as I picked it up, the screen said, "Howdy, Owlish!" Fuck you, Fitbit. You could have shown up on my phone sooner.
I know Larry happened. Please do not try to convince me otherwise. Please don't talk to me about coffee. I don't drink it. I don't caffeine. When I state my opinion, that is me chiming in on a topic. This is not me saying you suck at life if you do or feel differently. If I want to say that, I will. If I want to speak on you, I will.
I'm still waiting for them to send me the return slip since I don't have a printer. I guess I could go ahead and order the smaller size. My brain doesn't really work well these days. Lol.
I got to go see him. I can't hold him, but I could touch him. I'm pumping to try to get my milk in so it will be ready when he's allowed to try feeding again. They are doing some blood work which I should have the results for in about an hour to see if there is anything causing his lower o2 levels. I haven't slept yet because I've been so worried about him, but I'm going to try napping now.
Thanks for all of the love and support.
Having my daughter so far from me while being essentially bed bound was awful, and I'm sorry you're in the same boat. I'm so glad you got to see him though. Sleep well and may the nurses leave you be.
So MH's last leg of his flight home tonight was supposed to get in late as it is but they "couldn't find a first officer" so now departure is pushed back 1.5hrs, getting him into our house at 2:30am IF all goes smoothly from here out.
He is not happy right now, sitting on the runway after a long day as it is. Ugh.
That sucks. I work for an airline and with the FAA's flight restrictions on crew, it can be difficult to keep crew legal to fly. Especially if there were any delays before, during or after his/her previous flight.
Now MH is trying to troubleshoot why my low tire pressure warning is on when the tires are only 5 pounds below recommended. I heard him take it out for a drive twice and fill all the tires. I am hiding in the bedroom
Check the spare. My previous car did that all the time.
Just seeing this. He had to put 10 pounds in all 4 tires and it was good after that.
I slept well at the hospital unless they pulled cover off me. Pussy out alarms me. The food was great. I have no complaints.
Well last one was c section so pressing down on me was a no but they didn't do it while I was sleep.
I also sent baby to nursery last night so you can't go by me.
DD was born in a hospital with no regular nursery so I couldn't send her anywhere even though I wanted to. Finally after seeing me sleeping with the baby in my bed a few times they offered to take her to the nurses station so I could rest.
We couldn't have the baby in our bed. I put them in the cribs in the room.
I know Larry happened. Please do not try to convince me otherwise. Please don't talk to me about coffee. I don't drink it. I don't caffeine. When I state my opinion, that is me chiming in on a topic. This is not me saying you suck at life if you do or feel differently. If I want to say that, I will. If I want to speak on you, I will.
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