i forgot (hello) the bottle in Mr. Oliver's diaper bag yesterday, so i was unable to take a dose this morning; and i cannot do the guided meditation that i do every morning; damn screaming monkeys! I take the breath in -- thoughts thoughts thoughts -- i let the breath out -- thoughts thoughts thoughts.
Ultimate proof about that medication working. I actually gave up about a minute into it; there was no point in continuing on; the screaming monkeys would have progressed to throwing their poo at some point.
Luckily, my wonderful son-in-law, Tim, is bringing my pills AND my service baby, Sweet Baby boy edition, Mr. Oliver for lunch. I can't wait to nom onto that pill!
I hope you also nommed on little O's cheeks!
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