My boobs were my tools of the trade for almost 20 months.

Once my youngest daughter weaned herself from the Magical Boob Juice, the fun really began!

(And by fun we all know I mean chaos!)

Pull up a chair, sit a while, read a few pages.

Keep and open mind and a joyful heart and you too can get pumped into the world of The Milk Maid.


3/30/09

Filling In The Blanks

Since we last met at The Casa De Leche...

I have decided that I hate my job. No, rather just the people at my job and they way they use me willy-nilly like their own personal bitch. I will explain one day when I have more energy to give a damn.

The "new" medicine my loverly lady-doc has put me on for depression that was supposed to also help with other various symptoms (which again the details bore me and I'm sure they would have you yawning with delight) is basically the same medicine as the Lexi I was on. Sure, it's a different size and shape and cost. And doc-lady said it would be BETTER for me and my needs... Which I think means she will get free lunches from the drug reps.

So (cue My Pal B's frenzied phone call here where she yells at me- lovingly- telling me I'm all nucking futz for doing the following, especially without her consult) I decided to stop taking my new meds. I'm weaning gradually, so keep your panties unbunched. I have decided that if I'm feeling completely nutzo and ready to bludgeon co-workers to death with packs of gauze as I squirt rubbing alcohol into their eyes then I may as well save the money I'm spending on the wacko-meds for a nice attorney and bail money.

Before you all stage an intervention and show up on my doorstep I am going to have a little chat with lady-doc asap. I will have lots of spare time since they've cut my hours. Yet again.

***siiigh***

--The Milk Maid says pass the gauze.

4 comments:

Unknown said...

I hope your medicine stuff gets worked out. Good to see you bloggin!

Montana's mom said...

Just don't kill anyone and the attorney fees are cheap ha ha. Hope you get the meds figured out soon.

B said...

Look you little green eyed psycho....you better take care of yourself. I will lock your ass up in the nutz house..I swear to God I will. I'll visit..and maybe even move in with you...but you WILL go. You take those meds until you see that new doc, and that's an order. Don't make me drive to GA. I have shit to do right now, and it will piss me off to have to go kick your ass. I love you.

wineandroasts said...

Re: Murder

Something to keep in mind -"Intentional Murder" is a Class A Felony with gets your ass locked up for life. How-evah, Vehicular Homicide is only a Class D Felony, which is $100,000 fine...in most states. If GA is like TX, they might just shoot you on the spot for both....

The moral of the story: stop blogging about killing people - obviously intentional - and start driving!