Went to the gyno today and my vagina is peachy keen! Yay! And I don't have to go back for another year. My chef asked me to organize the three thousand bits of paper he has floating around, and then whined for an hour that he couldn't find anything. I bought him a Rolodex today-I'm giving him 12 to 1 odds against ever actually looking at it. I will dutifily file away all of his numbers and cantacts, and he will never find them again. This has also happened with the organizer and the calander and the filing cabinet I bought for him (keep in mind that these are all things he has asked for). My husband, who is also a chef, just laughed at my frustration. I'm sure he does the exact same thing to his office minion.
goatsgotohell:
Just missed you in chat it seems. Look forwards to chatting again soon. Glad to hear the appointment went okay. A clean vayjay is a happy vayjay. 