The Cure may be worse than the disease

In July my doc gave me some migraine medication, just so I'd have some around. Today was the first day I've actually taken any. I feel like I have an IQ of about 70. Headache's gone, but I wouldn't trust myself to operate a knife and fork.

My son's report card came home with a report of his typing accuracy. How adorable! 12 WPM with a 97% accuracy. I realize that's not going to with any awards but he is SEVEN. My husband, the speed keyboardist, says his heart melts when he sees the kid's fingers poised over the home row.