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realizations... [Saturday, July 14th 2007] There are some moments in life when everything converges and becomes clear. When you realize that what you thought you wanted and 'needed' isn't really important at all, and the things that are important have somehow gone by the wayside. I'm not sure how this happens, but it must be gradually, in the background, so that you don't become aware of it until something major happens and there is a shift. I like to see myself as very self-aware, but I guess this happens to everyone from time to time. Moments of clarity, they're called. Though that phrase seems to signify something so much more epic and theatrical than what I've actually experienced, which is more like waking up slowly to the sun on your face. No trumpets, no bells and whistles, just a calm assurance that, while it may not be comfortable or particularly easy at first, changes are necessary (and in some cases long overdue). I've had to reevaluate the aspects of my life, from the people I let get close to the daily grind and financial side of things. I am not happy at my current job, and I haven't been for some time. For awhile, I was content to piss & moan about how unfair it was, and listen to friends do the same, until one of said friends made a way out for herself. Why I didn't, at first, think I could do the same, is beyond me, since this isn't the only job I've ever had (certainly not!), and I am more than qualified to do a number of other things besides this monotonous nonsense. It was clear it was time to find a new job. So, I did just that.. I haven't given official notice yet, but I will be doing so next week. The new job will be more challenging, but with greater responsibility comes a greater reward. I'm quite looking forward to it, actually. With that change, came the realization that there are other areas of my life that need attending to, and perhaps a bit of cleaning up. I used to call it 'gardening', which was a metaphor for removing the people from my life that didn't allow me to grow and flourish, or who were (again, metaphorically) strangling me. In the wisdom that inevitably comes with age, I have decided that there's a good bit of egotism in such a statement, implying that these people were beneath me somehow. I no longer see them this way, though I have come to terms with the reality that, just because you love someone, and just because you've shared some nice memories, doesn't mean they are entitled to the rest of your life, as if there is some sort of contract written in blood, and by growing and changing I am somehow violating this pact. People may take it that way, and for that I am sorry, because everything isn't personal, and friendships aren't meant to last forever. I can appreciate what someone has brought to my life, and the memories made, without feeling as though every future slight is excused by the bond we once shared. Things change, people change. Or they don't, and sometimes that's the glitch. There are always going to be disagreements between people who are close, but it's when there is no disagreement and things still don't feel friendly that it's time to move on. I won't betray these people or their place in my heart by elaborating further, but I will say that, while I will never forget them or the lessons I've learned, it's time now to move on.

please note.. [Saturday, June 16th 2007] Notice to the woman in the pet store today: Please do not touch my dog. You came over, and without asking, decided to pet him. Under normal circumstances, (with less arrogant people) this is generally ok. However, offering him a treat without asking me before you gave it to him (or knowing what food allergies he has, if any - and he does) and then proceeding to physically push his little bottom and back legs down, repeatedly, forcing him into a 'sit' position when he wouldn't listen to you just about got you a kick in the face from me. You don't know this, because you didn't ask, but my dog had hip surgery a year and a half ago, which took 6 months to heal from. Which cost me $1,800. Which will, eventually, according to the vet, come back to haunt him in his old age. I don't need some idiot with an authority complex pushing down on his back and hips over and over again, fucking him up worse. I further don't need attitude from you when I kindly point this out. I've known my dog for 3 years.. you've known him for three minutes. Who the fuck are you to start a pseudo training session in the middle of the pet shop with MY dog? I realize he's excitable. And he stands up to greet you, instead of sitting. And he's hyper. But he's also less than 20 pounds. If he were a Pit Bull or a German Shepherd, I would train him to sit when greeting people. I don't, because he's MY dog, and I LIKE HIM this way. I like him excited and crazy. He listens to ME. You came up to us, remember, we were minding our own business. He didn't randomly jump on you.. I would never allow that. He was calmly sitting by me when you approached... and, by the way, when you're trying to train a dog not to jump, maybe don't wave a treat around in his face, back and forth, teasing him and inviting it. A treat, which you shouldn't have even offered him without clearing it with me. Had that treat had peanut butter in it, and had you offered it to my Pug instead of my Griffon, we'd be spending the rest of the weekend at Dove Lewis Animal Hospital, treating him for a severe allergic reaction, and I'd be taking it out of YOUR ass. Next time, please just pass us by if you see us in the pet store. I really don't want to be arrested for kicking the living shit out of you - that tends to ruin the weekend.

letter to me [Thursday, May 10th 2007] *I saw this somewhere and thought it was a cute idea Dear 17-year-old self, I know you spend a lot of your time wishing to be older. You will be, trust me. The ability to confront that which you see as corrupt will serve you well. However, being able to be vulnerable could also serve you. You won’t stop making mistakes. There is no shame in an honest mistake. Not everyone is deserving of a second chance, and friendships rarely last forever. As for boyfriends? Well, what you find attractive now will bore you once you discover the definition of what a “rebel” really is. Respecting women and consequently not needing to verbally abuse them to feel powerful, these are truly the sexy bad boys. You will marry one. Hugs, 29-year-old me

Racist Attack on Roma in Russia Causes Two Deaths and Severe Injuries [Wednesday, May 9th 2007] Budapest, Volzhskiy, 14 April 2006. According to ERRC sources, on April 13, 2006, Grigoriy Marienkov, a Romani man, and a Russian woman whose first name was Galina, were killed by youths apparently identified by local Roma as skinheads. The attack and killings took place in the Volgograd region of Russia. In the pogrom, approximately six members of the Romani family Marienkov were also severely beaten and wounded. The details are as follows: In the late evening hours of April 13, 2006, the Marienkov family and a Russian guest, Galina, were sitting by a fire built just outside the tent they inhabited, on the banks of the Akhtuba river, approximately 22 kilometres from the town of Volzhskiy, in the Volgograd region of Russia. ERRC sources reported that between 9:00 and 10:00 in the evening, a group of approximately twenty youths armed with metal bars and spades attacked the group and beat them severely until all were lying unconscious. They then reportedly left the site. A young male member of the family who first regained consciousness called the police shortly after 10:00 PM. It was established that two people, a Romani male, Grigory Marienkov, and the visiting non-Romani woman, Galina, both in their 40s, had died of their wounds. Additionally, eighty-year old Polina Marienkova and thirteen-year old Roza Marienkova were hospitalized. Ms Polina Marienkova’s jaw had been broken; Ms Roza Marienkova had head wounds and is currently in critical condition. According to the electronic Russian publication Gazeta.ru, police arrested six perpetrators, at ages 17-20, three of whom are female. The Prosecution of Volgograd Region has reportedly opened criminal investigation under Article 105 of the Russian Criminal Code for murder of two or more persons, committed by a group of persons, motivated by national, racial or religious hatred. ERRC monitoring of the human rights situation of Roma in Russia indicates that as nationalist-extremist movements have been gaining popularity in Russia over the past decade, racially-motivated violence against Roma occurs with disturbing frequency. Roma are particularly exposed to attacks by nationalist-extremist vigilante groups because they live in compact settlements that are easy to identify. The attack of April 13 has precedents in the same area of Russia. In August 2001, a Romani community settled along the Tsaritsa river near Volgograd was attacked by skinheads armed with metal bars, stones and wooden truncheons, and two Roma were killed. The ERRC report “In Search of Happy Gypsies: Persecution of Pariah Minorities in Russia” published in May 2005, details numerous attacks against Roma in various parts of the country, including arson, indiscriminate beating causing death and severe injuries to Romani individuals. Most often these actions are not investigated or police deny racial motivation. Many attacks are not even reported to the police due to reasonable fear of harassment and extortion by the police themselves. The ERRC welcomes the prompt response of the Volzhskiy law enforcement officials to the April 13 attack on Roma and the launching of investigation against perpetrators for a racially motivated crime. The ERRC is continuing to monitor the case to ensure adequate prosecution of all perpetrators, and effective justice for the surviving victims.

all in my head [Wednesday, May 2nd 2007] Something occurred to me recently.. I would make a good celebrity-type person. I'm really good in short intervals... like I could do a half hour radio show here, or a twenty minute interview there, and appear fantastic and completely put together 'all the time'. Then, afterwards, I could come home and spend the rest of the day in bed, and no one would be the wiser! I finally got my FMLA filed yesterday, after a month of procrastination. This is a huge weight off my shoulders, as I am now federally protected from getting fired when I have to go home sick or call in. It's an intermittent leave of absence, basically, which consists of 480 hrs (12 weeks/3 months) of which I can take in any increment, at any time, and I no longer need a doctor's excuse or a note from my mommy to make it ok (<--- sarcasm - they wouldn't really accept a note from my mommy anyway.. bastards!) All I have to do when I need to go home or call in is say that I am calling in 'FMLA', and they can't touch me. Considering I've been out of the office more than in the past few weeks due to chronic migraines, this is a really good thing.

randomness and rant [Thursday, April 12th 2007] I've missed my calling. Clearly I should have been a zookeeper. We have two wonderful dogs, a fish and a hedgehog, and yet I still cruise craigslist.com faithfully, looking for fuzzy friends. We need to buy a ranch or something so I can have all the animals I want.. it runs in my family. My Mom has a Mustang horse, three dogs, two birds and a cat, all of them rescued. It just breaks my heart to see all the animals that need homes, and then there's the ones that say 'can't give [them] the attention they deserve', etc. Well, why'd you get the fucking pet in the first place, then?? I know that things come up and plans change, and I applaud them for taking it upon themselves to find the animal a new home instead of just dumping it in a shelter, (or worse, in the middle of nowhere to fend for itself) but I do feel that rehoming animals can sometimes be more damaging to them psychologically than a lack of attention from the people in the home they're already in. This is especially true if the animal has been 'rehomed' before. Animals (especially canines) like stability... if you think of it in human terms, imagine your landlord or mortgage company pulling up in a moving truck, loading up your belongings (and yourself) and dropping you and all of your things off at a completely new place, (potentially in a totally different city) and leaving you there with no explanation, all alone, without your friends/family/spouse, etc. Now, imagine that the alternative to that is that you would still see your loved ones, just not as much as you'd like, but you get to stay in the home you know and love, and are familiar with. Which one sounds better to you? In an ideal world, no pet would ever be homeless, and of course I realize that isn't the kind of world in which we live, but I wish people would treat pets more like actual living beings with feelings and emotions rather than toys to be played with and conveniently discarded. But, enough of me and my soapbox.. we haven't been able to find a better place to live, so it looks like we'll be staying where we are for another year. Our place is really cute and we've redone the kitchen cabinets (my husband is an artist) with some crazy artwork and we really do love the place we're in, but we did want more room, possibly another bedroom or office, or more storage space. I'm not too thrilled but I'm not heartbroken, either.. we've already been there 2 years, and we're almost done decorating, so, yeah :P I have bad cramps and tummy troubles today.. no pain meds + no b/c pills makes my endo very unhappy. I snuck my heating pad into work and if they try to give me shit about it I'll tell them where to stick it. We're not supposed to bring in anything electronic, (with how many employees we have, it would jack up their electric bill if everyone plugged in their personal devices,) but having to get up and reheat the microwavable one every twenty minutes is a real drag when you are already having trouble just standing up. I'm hiding it in my shawl, so I should be able to get away with it, at least for today. Speaking of work, my husband just got a better job.. working with me! :) He'll be training for a few weeks but we'll have the same hours, sit next to one another and have lunch together, carpool, the whole bit. Most people think we're nuts to spend all that time together, but we both do better when we're not apart.. and it will help me a lot, (on days like today) when I don't feel well to have him here with me. Yay!

everyone else is doing it... [Tuesday, April 10th 2007] ( The Everything Test )

yay! [Monday, April 9th 2007] Dogs May Soon Be Allowed Into Oregon’s Bars And Restaurants   Fido and Fifi will be allowed into Oregon restaurants and bars if House Bill 3521 passes the legislature. The dog must be well-behaved, on-leash and with its owner. If the business chooses, it may designate a portion of the facility for dogs and their owners. (Of course, this won’t affect service dogs, whose access cannot be restricted in this way.) Express your support to your legislator. Send him or her a message through the State Legislature’s website at www.leg.state.or.us. Yay!!

um... yay [Sunday, April 8th 2007] What should I avoid while taking isoniazid? Avoid alcohol while taking isoniazid. Alcohol will increase the risk of damage to the liver during treatment with this medication. Use caution with the foods listed below. They can interact with isoniazid and cause a reaction that includes a severe headache, large pupils, neck stiffness, nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, flushing, sweating, itching, irregular heartbeats, and chest pain. A reaction will not necessarily occur, but eat these foods with caution until you know if you will react to them. Call your doctor immediately if you experience any of these symptoms. Eat the following foods with caution: cheeses, including American, Blue, Boursault, Brick, Brie, Camembert, Cheddar, Emmenthaler, Gruyere, Mozzarella, Parmesan, Romano, Roquefort, Stilton, and Swiss; sour cream and yogurt; beef or chicken liver, fish, meats prepared with tenderizer, bologna, pepperoni, salami, summer sausage, game meat, meat extracts, caviar, dried fish, herring, shrimp paste, and tuna; avocados, bananas, figs, raisins, and sauerkraut; soy sauce, miso soup, bean curd, and fava beans; yeast extracts; ginseng; chocolate; caffeine (coffee, tea, cola, etc.); and beer (alcoholic and nonalcoholic), red wine (especially Chianti), sherry, vermouth, and other distilled spirits. I start tomorrow.. maybe. I still can't decide. On one hand, the meds can cause nasty side effects, liver damage, and I can't take them with some of the meds (or, apparently, foods) I already take/eat. The risk of latent TB turning into active TB is 10% if I do nothing at all, and 5% if I take the pills for 9 months (!). Yup, you read right... almost a year of meds to lower my chances a whopping 5%. On the other hand, TB can affect your lungs, spine, liver, even your brain, and it can kill you. There are drugs available to treat it if it becomes active, but then I'd be on 4 different meds, instead of just this one. I am also considered a 'high-risk' for two years after exposure - which, frankly, based on the facts available, it's likely it's been nearly 6 months already anyway... So, here's a question for my friends... would you take it??

2 bdrm, 1½ bath, off-street parking, quiet, sorry, no kids... [Saturday, April 7th 2007] So, my husband and I are in the process of (possibly) moving, and as we've looked at quite a few places, I've noticed a trend. We have two wonderful small dogs (that we think are better than kids) - they are well-behaved, civilized, polite little furry balls of fun. However, a lot of the places we've wanted to move say 'no pets', or more specifically, 'NO DOGS'. Now, I understand that animals can be destructive, loud and obnoxious, but as I'm flipping through these ads I had to wonder, what else can be all those things??? Oh, yeah... kids. My dogs have never finger-painted on the walls, spilled cranberry juice or purple kool-aid on my carpet, or stuck a peanut butter sandwich in the VCR. They've never tried to flush plastic action figures down the toilet or crumpled up the venetian blinds.. in fact, they're confined in very large crates during the day, so even if there was an accident (which there's never been, by the way, inside the crate or otherwise) it wouldn't do any damage to the carpet. So, I have to ask, what is more destructive.. dogs or kids??? Which brings me to my next point... training. The excuse I hear for a no pet policy is often that not all owners train their animals as well as my husband and I have... this makes me laugh out loud since I know several people who don't 'train' their kids at all! I have many more friends with dogs than kids, and I can tell you, often it's not the kids who are more well-behaved. I would love just once to see an ad that said, '2 bdrm, 1½ bath, off-street parking, quiet, sorry, no kids...' /rant

decisions, decisions... [Saturday, April 7th 2007] I think a lot of people find me frustrating. Often, my decisions may seem spontaneous, (like the decision to get my nose pierced,) but usually (and in that specific case as well,) I think about things for quite some time before actually doing them. I weigh pros and cons, and I ask advice but ultimately it's my own feelings on the issue that determine how I proceed. This applies to everything in my life. This is not to say that I don't take risks or make what seems like rash choices, like walking out of a job or cutting ties with a friend, but nothing I do is without considering the consequences, (which means I am prepared for them before they ever happen). The point is, I'm not a fucking drama queen and if I'm asking for advice it's not for attention, it's because I actually value what you may have to say.. unlike most people, I don't have any regrets. I don't fly off the handle and make dumb choices that I later wish I hadn't. I don't trust many people enough to just take their word for things, I make up my own mind, and it has thus far served me very well. So, if you think I'm harping on something, annoying you by going back and forth on an issue or you just wish I'd make up my goddamned mind and be done with it, consider any of the bad choices you may have made and things you look back and regret and ask yourself what you might have done differently... chances are, if you're unhappy with the outcome of a decision you've made, it's probably because, unlike me, you didn't take enough time to really think about it first.

bouncing [Friday, April 6th 2007] "Do you know the size of the ball of worry I have for you? I can't carry that around.. I have to work!" My husband makes me laugh sometimes.. I finally get the whole religion card. It's the answer. Everyone needs an answer sometimes, to be told what to do, what is right, what will make everything okay, what will save you. Decisions are never easy, because we can't see the future.. that's what the big black book (or whatever color your particular book is.. maybe it's an album cover for some, who knows..) is for. It gives you a presumed outcome, and as long as you follow this set of guidelines, you're guaranteed to get the desired result. Some people need the answer so badly that they forget how to question.. they forget there is never only one road. This is why, globally, we're in the situation we're in, because we can't respect that different people have different answers. We're so busy trying to 'save' one another that it's killing us.. heaven must really be the bomb - everyone's dying to get in.. That's my problem with religion, with medicine, with everything.. I can't hold onto a maybe. I need more than assumptions, I need more than a lot of people ask for themselves, let alone are willing to give to someone else. Swallow these pills so I can say I've done my job, and if you don't make it, well, I'll pray for you. Fuck that. make it easy, make this easy.. it's not as heavy as it seems..

random thoughts [Tuesday, April 3rd 2007] Often, people wonder why they are unable to move on from events that occur in their life. Memory is the answer. Someone can prove themselves to be a complete jerk, and it won't even change anything, because you'll always remember when they weren't that way. That's why first impressions are so important. We spend our lives trying to balance out our thoughts, to find equilibrium. If something doesn't fit quite right into our perspective of the world, we either ignore it or let it torment us.

update: TB test results = positive [Monday, April 2nd 2007] I tested positive for TB. For details as to the situation and what this means, please read the earlier related entries.

my hands [Monday, April 2nd 2007] What Your Hands Say About You You are logical, analytical, and rational. You have good verbal skills. Bold and daring, you're not afraid to change your life if you think it needs an overhaul. Practical and down to earth, you're a doer not a dreamer. You rather get something done than think about it all day. Your emotions tend to be relaxed and uncomplicated. You don't read too much into things. What Do Your Hands Say About You?

where's my magic 8 ball when I need it?? [Sunday, April 1st 2007] I told myself I wasn't going to do this, but 72 hours is a long time to wait to find out if you are harboring a potentially deadly bacteria in your body.. based on the sites I read (CDC, WebMD and countless others,) it's fairly likely that I have [latent] tuberculosis. What does this mean?? Well, technically, it means I have been exposed and have the TB bacteria in my body, but it has not caused TB infection, ie., I am not actively sick ~ and personally, it means 6-9 months of a drug called 'INH' and monthly blood tests for liver function (you can Google or Wiki it if you're curious.. I'm too tired and pissed off right now to link it here). My arm hurts like hell, and has a large red blister, which if I can believe all the sites I read tonight, is a strong indicator of a positive test result. I hope I'm wrong, and if I'm wrong and the test is negative, I'm quitting my job tomorrow. I cannot risk further exposure from others who may now be sick. I already take too many fucking pills. I can't handle any more. And, since three of the five people (not counting myself) that I know who've been tested have come up positive, and one of them has already developed fever and has been taken off work until further notice, I'd just rather not risk it if I've managed to luck out this time. And, if it's positive... I guess I'll decide what to do following the nervous breakdown I fully expect to have. I'll update tomorrow with the good (or bad) news.

just a little prick.. [Friday, March 30th 2007] I had my TB test today.. my arm hurts, but so far no swelling indicative of a positive result. Things are going well with the boys (dogs) and I am ready for the weekend, even if it does rain. I start the Adderall next week if all goes well.. yay for speed ;) I've been wrestling with panic attacks and dizzy spells the past few days, which the doc says is from stopping the Wellbutrin. I quit cold turkey, which is not as easy on your body as tapering off, but I just wanted to be done with it. I'm hoping the Adderall will help me regain the focus I need to keep my job, otherwise I'm probably going to lose it. It's just hard to care some days. I keep looking at the little red spot on my arm, willing it not to get bigger.. if it's positive, that's six to nine months of medication, plus blood tests, etc. Of all the health issues I've had to contend with, I must admit I never thought TB would be one of them. *sigh*

the good news [Tuesday, March 27th 2007] We have adopted another child! ( <--- and by 'child' I mean the furry, slobbery-kiss giving, leash-wearing, tail wagging kind :). He is a purebred Affenpinscher, just over a year old. His name is Miles Davis Darling. We weren't planning on getting another dog just yet, because we wanted to wait until after the Europe trip (so my parents wouldn't be saddled with boarding two dogs) but I saw him and there was just no saying no.. my husband and I have wanted a black Affenpinscher for a long time, and because of his circumstances he really needed people who have the time, patience and knowledge to work with him, (and who have no bratty human children). Miles has had a very complicated life in a very short amount of time. We are the 5th home he has been in, and prior to us he was bounced back and forth between families who didn't have the patience for him, shelters and a man who was abusive to him, having beaten him so badly that he broke one of his legs. Needless to say, Miles has some issues with men after that, and is timid around all new men he meets. He warms up quickly and he is a very sweet dog. It is obvious by his behavior patterns that he has been horribly neglected and all he wants to do is make us happy. I know this is because I'm human but all I keep thinking is that he is saying, (in the only way he knows how) 'I will learn whatever I need to, just please don't give up on me, too'. It breaks my heart. We took him lastnight to PetSmart to get him a new leash, collar, tags, (better) food, treats, a bed, food & water bowls and a huge, Great Dane sized crate (since the one he came with is about cat size and that is WAY too small for even a small dog... they need room to stand and stretch and have water, etc..) and at first he was so scared. It was as if he had never been to the pet store before! That, coupled with the fact that he is over a year old and doesn't even know basic commands makes me think he has never had any stability or caring in his life up to this point. But, that is quickly changing :) By the time we left the pet store (an hour later), he was smiling and panting and happy.. he learns very quickly and he is so smart. He has already learned 'stay', 'sit', 'kisses' and 'lay down', none of which he knew 48 hours ago. He and Gizmo are good snuggle buddies and he has bonded very strongly with us already, following us around the house and falling asleep in our laps. He is learning that Andy is 'Dad' and I am 'Mama' and Gizmo is 'Bro'. The fact that he is so intelligent and learns so quickly makes me angry that no one put any time at all into teaching him anything when it would have been so easy to do. He had mats when he came to us, and the first thing we did was give him a full bath, haircut, brushing and grooming, and he was so much happier once all those mats were gone. He is fixed, (probably only due to fact that he spent time in a shelter,) but having been to different homes since then, no one seems to know the status on his vaccinations. The vet says it doesn't matter if he has double vaccinations, that it won't hurt him, so she is going to treat him like he's never had any and get him all up to date on everything. I am so happy he is with us and so sad for him at the same time. All animals deserve love and proper care, but the fact that he is a purebred (and an expensive, somewhat rare one at that!) makes me wonder if he didn't start out in a puppy mill or other such horrible place. But it doesn't matter now.. whatever bad things happened to him before we got him will become ancient history because I will never allow anyone to neglect or mistreat him ever, ever again.

the bad news [Tuesday, March 27th 2007] Yesterday, I received a letter from Washington County... the health dept, to be exact. I was sitting at my desk, and a gentleman that I did not recognize came over and handed it to me, and instructed me to read my email for further information, which said that a meeting would be taking place shortly. According to the letter, thirty employees, (myself included) have had significant exposure to someone with an active TB infection (tuberculosis). This means, we all have to be tested by the county (or our regular physician,) and, if tested positive, take medication to prevent the infection from becoming active TB. The medication has to be taken for 9 months (!) during which time monthly blood test to determine liver toxicity are done to prevent possible liver failure from the preventative drugs. I was more than a little pissed off, considering I have an autoimmune disease and tend to catch everything within a 3 mile radius, and especially since I am going in anyway tomorrow for a liver test to determine if I can add the Adderall to my growing arsenal of daily meds, and the lady from the county patronizing all of us about how we 'can't go out partying' if we have to take the meds because of the possible liver damage and laughing it up really didn't help, either. It's like it never entered into this woman's mind that some of us might already take a generous amount of meds every day, and hence don't need to be talked down to like we're irresponsible little children. She also said she was there for us to 'talk' if we needed to... *vomit* Thanks, but the possibility that I may have contracted a deadly disease is not something I want to talk to a complete stranger about.. of the people I did want to talk to right then, friends, family and my husband come to mind, but not you. So, that test is Friday.. wish me luck.

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