Thursday night was the night from 'ell. I got out early to make the trains home, and missed the second one because the train sat and extra 5 minutes. I waited at 30th street station for Chris to pick me up, since the money and time to get home would've been the same. There were a ton of people waiting, and I was freezing (I'd left my fleece at the gates but decided not to go back to make this train by 30seconds).

Yesterday was a lot better! I had m appointment with Colette, which was good. It's been a long time since I've seen a nutritionist who didn't just try to make me feel like a fat pig. She was really nice. I'm on my way to a pump! After that I hit the blood lab, Sephora (which just opened on Walnut St...man am I in trouble), then on to the costume store where our real adventure begins.

Ryan had told me he had a surprise for me, and when he showed up at the store he had mini-him in tow. I'd been having a shitty feeling day in general (for no good reason other than I'd been manic all night and hadn't slept much), so the addition of a munchkin to my day brightened it exponentially. I'd had my eye on a particular costume (the theme for Samhain Ball being pirates) but the site apparently only tells you whats available at the NY store...so they did'nt have it. I searched the whole damned store and couldn't even find a decent substitute. I was thoroughly disappointed. Then I saw one hanging about 10ft in the air on a mannequin. After being told a couple times they could not take it down, Ryan took a persuasive crack at it. It took half an hour for them to actually get it, but low and behold....it was mine! And it fit perfectly! Not to mention..it was a medium! I've never fit into a medium anything made to look sexy. It fit like a glove, and I absolutely loved it.

This adventure, however, had us running late. Quick drop off microRyan, and I get dressed/primped in the car so we could make it in time. I must say, I looked good. I looked good until after dinner when I looked very sick. Something spiked my blood sugars high enough for my meter to simply read "high". Eek! By the time we got home I was staggering. Everyone just assumed I was drunk, since I'd had a few and we'd been dancing etc. No, I was high blood sugar drunk. Ugh! Needless to say at this point it was a long, barely sleeping night. I'd wake up feel sick get water, pee, try to sleep....wash, rinse, repeat...all damned night.

Now I'm up at 8am after the world's coldest shower (it's gonna be a long winter if we can't have hot water for more tan 2 minutes at a time) waiting for Geoff et al to cart me off to the Renn Faire in Maryland. It'll be a good time, I'm sure. I'm still feeling a bit ickly, but I'll survive.

Welp, they seem to be approaching.....Time for me to take my leave....Thanks for listening.

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