I just set my Facebook status to:
Mir is off to see the wizard! Or at least the new pediatrician, who would pretty much have to bite the head off a live chicken to be a worse option than the last doctor.
(And that’s about all I have to say about THAT, right now.)
While I go make nice, perhaps you’d like a peek into my reasoning when it comes to groceries. I’m pretty sure it’s exactly as neurotic as you’d expect.