For years I have worn the same LLBean flannel robe. LLBEAn never wears out. You just get tired of it. Recently, not on purpose, I spilled bleach on the robe.
So my friend in Calif gave me that robe and I told her I could use a new one for Christmas so she went a cute pink, rubber duckie one that was terrycloth and so nice but SHORT. Too short. I felt exposed.
My other friend said she got a long one from her dh last year, never wore it because she likes short ones, and we traded. Hers is advertised in New Yorker magazine. It's quilted. Maybe it's down filled. It's bulky. This is Florida.
What should I do? Can I just color in the bleach spots on the flannel one?
Why not just bleach the whole thing and redye it in another color with that Ritz stuff? I have a Lands end one with kangaroo pockets and a hood.. Its long and zips up.. I love it!
Well, I'm back from the doctor's and now I feel like he thinks I'm a hypochondriac. Going to the doctor is so humiliating, even if they're nice. He says the new hypothyroid values thing is not accurate. But, he took blood for new tests, since mine were so close. Sigh. I just want to be the healthy, energetic person I was when I started posting on Cybermom.
Did I tell you guys I got a new coin belt last night at bellydance class? I don't even want to take it off! It's so much fun to wear and shimmy around in.
long and zips up? You have to bend over to zip it??? Kangaroo pockets are in the middle. Zips through them? Why does it have a hood? It's for inside, right? What color is it? What print? I'm not sure I like it but if I do, we'll trade. ok?
Me BEND OVER to ZIP?? I pick up the ends dear... yep it zips up the middle with ok more like sweat shirt type of pockets.. Yes a hood.. I don't understand it. it's some sort of fashion statement . I look like a monk in it. It's a deep purty Pink. You can't have it.
-sissy and i went to an afternoon soiree with the glass asses and got to say EFF as much as we liked---it was lovely.
Sounds very freeing.
Are you exaggerating or did DD really win a scholarship at 3?
I didn't make any resolutions. I forgot. (Just in case you were worried you were the only one with no memory, Cherry!) The good news I haven't broken any...
Oh I feel so badly for your dd, Lush. I hope she can just get through this soon and get on with her life.
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Originally Posted by Cowpernia
bathrobes:
You're batty, my dear. I like the idea of coloring in the bleach spots. Of course you realize you will eventually have holes there if you wash it and wear it enough. Then you can send it to LLBean and demand another one. Or here's a really good idea: Since you don't need the warmth of the quilted one, why not spill some bleach on that one, enough to make holes in it, then it will be air conditioned?
My DH is driving his parents to Connecticut for a family funeral. He will be gone for 3 days. DD is at a self-defense class that her ******ed English teacher is requiring all the girls in her class to take at their own expense. I have not paid for it. Perhaps I won't. My dog is pestering the cat by knocking wine bottles over in the wine rack and also eating a milk jug. I predict she will regret the milk jug by tomorrow.
I spent all day today at the hospital w/ DD while she got another steroid injection in her back. She's in terrible pain. What happened to my little girl who used to do cartwheels all over the place? She's too young for this.
Hi to all and I'll be back tomorrow.
No new resolutions here. Just the same old ones from last year.
lushie---that is terrible news about dd----i am sure you have exhausted all resources on the internet and locally--you live in a great area for accessing doctors so you probably have the best advice you can get---it's hard to believe there are no better solutions----but like i said, you have been totally on top of this-----extreme bummer for poor dd.----correcting a previous post----MY ds doesn't have a girlfriend---we were talking about peacher's ds who had retreated to his room after his lady moved away-------regarding my dd's "scholarship" at age 3----my mom made me send in a picture of her to Johnson and Johnson's Beautiful Baby Contest {it was a calendar}----she was the "May" baby and won a 10 thousand dollar Canadian Trust Fund Scholarship----needless to say,it was and still is appreciated.----it is FREEZING up here in igloo land and my roids are killing me---must go take a sitz bath-----------------
Lush, that's just horrible news about DD. It's so distressing to worry about children like this. Just wears you down, doesn't it? You've both been through so much.
Peaches, my DD has degenerative disc disease, 2 bulging discs that the Dr. is trying to treat w/ steroid injections. We don't want to start down the surgery path at this point. We're hoping she gets some pain relief w/ this treatment. I worry about her taking pain meds long term.
Bagz, I want to see the winning baby picture, too.
Is anyone tired of watching all the tv commercials for gyms, weight watchers, curves, nutrisystem and lean cuisine that we've been bombarded w/ since New Years day? It's really taking the fun out of my tv snacking. For some reason the Curves commercial with the woman throwing away her fat pants as she rides off on the back of a motorcycle really drives me nutz. I know that woman in the commercial has never been fat. Who do they think they're kidding?
It's not freezin here, but its awwwwwfully gray and rainy. Is it at least sunny and freezin, Bagzie?
Wabby, I feel for you and yer DD.. DH has the same ..He had chemopapin therapy on his lower disk.. and it did help.. and he had a part of a disk removed and fused in his neck. about 5 years ago. We went the route of PT and Vicodin to relief the pain, but he wasn't getting any relief. We took the last resort and had the surgery.. and hasnt regretted it.. he finally is pain free and off all those pain meds.
Wow, that sounds rough, Wabby. I can't stand the thought of our kids being in pain, it sux. Backs are scary. I hope she doesn't have to have surgery.
I'm vacuuming. Well, Rosie the Robot is vacuuming. I believe she just stopped; she's beeping. She has been at it for quite a while, so I guess she's finished. I had to put the dog in her pen so she would stop attacking Rosie. She apparently thinks it's a shiny disk-shaped cat.
Well, I went to check on the robot and she did a very good job. I took the ornaments off the tree last night and put them away. Tonight I guess I'll take the lights down and DD and I can drag the tree outside. Then Rosie will have to re-do the living room. She won't get paid extra; it's part of her job.
That's very cool about your beautiful baby, Bagz. She's still a heck of a looker. You must have told me about that before, but I forgot. I have old-timer's disease.
It's below zero here today, but sunny. I took Jet for a walk, but we didn't get all that far. She is still so bad on the leash. Fortunately I can take her down by the lake off-leash. Only drawback there is I get snow in my boots. I'll have to break out the snowshoes, that will make it much more fun.
I can't sympathize on the TV ad front, Wab. I never watch an ad anymore. Don't tell the TV networks. We have DVR on our Dish network thing and I hardly ever watch anything live. Even if it's on right now, I wait until it's about 15 or 20 minutes into the show and then start watching it so I can FF through the commercials. Sometimes I feel like I'm missing stuff. Then I come to my senses.
Well I have to write some more belated Christmas cards. You guys got in the first batch that went out. Do you think it's really really lame to send Christmas cards out in January? The only reason I'm doing it is to send DD's senior photos to relatives. I'm feeling pretty stupid though, signing cards that have Christmas greetings on them (I only have a few that say "season" instead of Christmas, ultra-religious person that I am. Har har.)
Kiwi
P.S. I actually typed "right some more... cards". I think my brain has deteriorated beyond saving. Probably I didn't eat enough preservatives.
Your time is limited, so don't waste
>it living
>someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma, which is living with
>the results
>of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions
>drown out
>your own inner voice, heart and intuition. They somehow already know
>what you
>truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
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My dog is pestering the cat by knocking wine bottles over in the wine rack and also eating a milk jug. I predict she will regret the milk jug by tomorrow. 
