ahahahaha. sorry, that's funny because I never turn up at the dr's office with a problem they can actually fix. unless you count 'take a lot of ibuprofen' as 'fixing it.'
This afternoon I'm going to a dinner party where my couple close friends at school and I have all invited our mothers, on the premise that since we are all just like our mothers, double the hilarity must consequently ensue. I am bringing the corn! and also the cutest, roundest watermelon you have ever seen. And something called a Lemon Drop melon which was a total impulse buy. I think it'll be fun even, which is a nice step up from my usual low-level anxiety at any sort of thing like this. And I haven't seen Special Ed Teacher Friend's house yet either.
SETF is actually being moved to one of the jr highs in the fall and I'm super sad about it. She had a terrible year and the admin just shuffled her off, out of their way. She'll be much happier in her new school, coincidentally, but she's like the only rl person who i can talk with about the gym/running without wanting to strangle her after five minutes. It's the first time someone I've been actual friends with (instead of like casual hallway friends) has left and it sucks.
I like my new Old Navy skirts a lot? Except for nothing on the planet matches the blue/gray one, for some reason.