They didn't take it very well and got snippy on the phone. Lucky for me I have another doctor in my back pocket ready to pull out at a moments notice. I guess I will just have to add the old office to my list of places I am persona non grata.
Oddly enough this doctor's office is right by the library! It's easy to keep my persona non grata's straight when they live right by each other! Now it's just a section of town that I keep in the back of my mind that I recommend myself staying away from.
And in other news I cried in bed the other morning finishing Nory Ryan's Song by Patricia Reilly Giff. It is a short book, so I figured it would just be a fun and easy read. I picked it up because it is about Ireland. And I am all about Ireland. Go Ireland!
But I didn't realize it was about the potato blight and those damn English! That 7ish years of Ireland's history are horrifying. Makes me want to throw down with anybody I can find who is English... including a bunch of my own relatives I guess! hahahaha
Although my relatives would have been over in America by then and crossing the plains to live in Mormon Utah. And being persecuted for living polygamy when 150 years later they are again being persecuted for not wanting to change the definition of marriage to more than just one man and one woman. I swear by the time all the marriage equality gets figured out there will plenty of whoever's marrying plenty of other whoever's and the irony to us Mormon's will not be lost. That we couldn't become a state until we agreed to get rid of the polygamy. Make up your damn minds!!!!!
Oops, that's twice I have sworn. I hope my parents are too busy on their mission to read my blog.
Except that now I am lost... where was I?
Love little Nory Ryan though (no she isn't a real person... probably... just a fictionalized mixture of several). There are three books in this series, we'll see if the other two make me cry too. Sigh... I just love me a good cry...

