I’ve tried the oatmeal products with no success. My doc says ONLY the Oil of Olay body wash works. I think he gets a commission for pushing their product! 
But yes, even though it sucks now, I have a feeling it will be worth it.
Stupid treadmill. I’ve gotten really good at getting up off my ass at lunch time and running instead of eating but that’s not going to be able to continue if you keep sabotaging me this way. Today? I turn on the treadmill and it’s doing a firmware upgrade. Seriously, how hard would it be for you to tell me it’s needed and let me run first and upgrade later.
I’m tempted to have a donut but I’ll watch Hawaii 5-0 instead.
I’m not having baby itching (yet), but I get hives from both cold and stress if I’m not careful.
Oil of Olay’s body wash made me worse. Shaving makes me worse unless I’m religious about doing it and using a brand new blade. Washing my skin with anything but water makes it worse. Colloidal oatmeal lotions help if I use a truly epic amount of them.
The thing that helps me the most is body/bath oil, plain or very lightly scented. I take a bath with it (more than the bottle calls for) or slather myself with it. Neutrogena’s is okay, but I’m sure there are others. Be very, VERY careful if you use it as bath oil, though, because your risks of falling on your ass are non-trivial.
Maybe try throwing some oatmeal (just plain ole oatmeal, unless you want to smell like fake maple syrup of course!) in a stocking and tossing it in the bathtub? They put other things in the oatmeal bath stuff, but that’s what mom did when my brother and I had chickenpox to help with the itch. Couldn’t hurt to try it at least, it will be worth it but itching so bad sucks. Feel better!
My bitch right now is people who don’t spray the febreeze after taking a dump in the bathroom at work. Look, I shit here too sometimes but I at least spray so others don’t get a huge whiff of mine if they wander in too soon after. The febreeze works better than other crappy air fresheners which just make it smell like perfumed shit.
Just a suggestion here. Ask your doctor for a scrip for triamcinolone ointment (aka Kenalog). About a 1-lb jar should be right. I successfully knocked down a pretty annoying case of hives in the past couple of weeks by applying it every day when I got out of the shower. Makes you feel greasy, and like your clothes are sticking to you, but that goes away, and the relief is palpable.
Good luck.
Eucerin helps me with my winter-itchy skin, but I don’t know if it’s powerful enough for this weapons-grade pregnancy itchiness. :eek:
One of our cats has started peeing on the bathroom rug. We have two culprits:
Al: known to piss on things already, and it’s almost inevitable if the “thing” in question is rumpled fabric on the floor. Has already almost been kicked out of our home for problematic peeing when he’s decided to be mad about something. However, he has never been sighted willingly going into the bathroom, since that’s where The Bad Water Thing Is.
Nikki: hangs out in the bathroom constantly - loves to perch on the toilet or hop into the shower after we’re done to lick the water droplets. (Is far too stupid to remember that The Bad Water Thing is there.) Has never once been caught or implicated in a out-of-the-litter-box pissing incident. Until now.
So we have a known repeat offender who’s not known to go in the vicinity of the crime scene and in fact actively avoids it, and culprit with a clean past who hangs out there constantly.
And no, (s)he’s not getting revenge for a bath - in fact, they’re both overdue. We have, however, had a friend visiting with her dog recently, and while the dog is utterly uninterested in the cats (good boy!) they are, well, cats.
Temporary solution: no bath mat. Cold feet on a slippery tile floor after a shower. Damn cats.
Would you please PM me and tell me if we’re talking about the same one? I suspect that we are.
I just PMed you.
Bloody hell, GE. You’re really getting on my last nerve. My fridge has been broken for four weeks now. Four weeks! It wasn’t a big deal at week 1 or week 2. Or at least not until your tech came out and chewed us out because you had failed to order the appropriate parts and/or notify us that the tech shouldn’t be scheduled until said parts had arrived.
Then, you said the parts were on back order with no known ETA on arrival. Then you said that the model isn’t made anymore, so we would possibly have to borrow parts from someone else’s used fridge. Then you said you would simply replace our fridge and that we should find one online that we liked and you’d send someone out.
Imagine my surprise (or lack thereof) when I e-mailed your rep a link to the fridge we wanted and never got a fucking response. Then I called. She was unavailable (shocking), so I left a message. No response. Two more e-mails. No response. Just called again. Guess what? Not available, no response. You fucking assholes, either tell me I’m SOL or replace my fucking fridge! Who the fuck else can I talk to you in your goddamn customer service center who can make this fucking happen? Fuck you, GE. Fuck you, your fridge, your rep and you customer service center right in the ear. And while you’re at it, fuck your policies, too.
overlyverbose, sounds to me like you need to go nuclear on their ass and talk to the local media. Is there any working with the store you bought it from, maybe, or has it been too long since it was purchased?
Meantime, a coworker tells me that her daughter, who works at a regional grocery chain, is reporting that a lot of people are having issues with milk, in multiple chains and from multiple suppliers. Guess what I made my meatloaf and noodles with last night? That’s right, milk! And apparently people react very fast to bad milk, which explains the rapidity of onset last night. I wonder if I should toss the eggnogg, too. It’s non-alcoholic.
So tonight the milk goes down the drain, and I’m left to wonder why the local news hasn’t picked up on this. I’ve heard diddly about it.
I’d also like to know why it is that no one seems to have diet Mt. Dew in anything other than 2-litres or in cans, and not always in cans, either. I’ve been to 4 stores from 3 chains over the last month, and finding it in the 24-oz (preferred) or 16-oz bottles has been this side of impossible.
Here we go. Locally it’s called “Call for Action”. Might be worth it to see if a local station does the same.
Funny, my bitch was when people did spray the febreeze. I am allergic to it dammit! I’d rather smell your shit than be sneezing, coughing and sniffling my way through the day.
My real rant is that I sprained my ankle again. Not the fact that I have done it but that I don’t have a good story. I was just walking out my front door and missed the step. So, on top of the fact that I can’t walk, I have to answer the inevitable ‘what happened?’ questions with the fact that I am a clutzy idiot.
Facebook posting from a hyper-uber-religious friend today:
“<Eldest son> was hurt playing football, had to be airlifted to the hospital. Prayers please!” – Cue piles of people posting their prayers and well-wishes for son’s health.
Hours later, he posted that his son had a concussion, but was otherwise fine and had been discharged.
Number of comments praising God for his wondrous work in making sure son was not seriously hurt: 75 (and counting).
Number of comments commending the doctors for their work and the medical/scientific community for developing the tools used in diagnosing son: A big fat fucking zero.
That’s a pain in the ass, and I totally understand (I’m allergic to many of the soaps places use, so I had to bring in my own soap). Being as the floor I’m on has 3 women total who use that bathroom, and no one has complained about the febreeze (and believe me I’m sure I’d hear about it if someone had a problem) I’m assuming she forgets or something. Usually it’s not bad and only slightly annoying but today I was almost physically ill from the stench (and I’ve been ok in some pretty bad outhouses).
Hate me everyone. I’ve read the internets. I’ve read all of my books, I’ve played all the games. I’m bored and I’m all slept out.
So write your own book.
There’s 15 days left in NaNoWriMo, so you’d only have to write 3,333 words each day. That’ll eat up a few hours for you.
Now I hate you. because that would mean thinking…which is coming hard for me. ATM But…I could maybe write up my rescue stories, save them and point and laugh when I’m able to see what a terrible writer I am. I do love pointing and laughing.
I’ll try to not inflict you folks with them. You can point and laugh if I do.
Are you related to me??? That sounds exactly like my mom’s side of the family. A cousin recently totaled her van in a wreck (not her fault – some jackass ran a red light). She walked away from the smashed-up van with only minor cuts and bruises; in her post, she credited the side-curtain airbags for this. The rest of the family credited The Lord rather than The Honda Engineers.
That reminds me… FB friends, when someone posts something asking for prayers, you do not have to type your entire prayer in the comment section. A simple quiet word with Him will suffice.
Some of the people I went to high school with have gotten religion in a BIG way.
We want Shredder Guy, mostly. Because we can point and laugh at him.