Ah, the joys of being at home when the mail comes!
First, my random stack of fannish swag now includes a Drew Goddard signed Alias baseball cap. (From the drawing from the last Minion charity drive. I should just hang it on the hanger with the Numero Cinco shirt signed by Jeff Bell.)
But, more importantly to my Very Shallow Self: old stock Charles of the Ritz Power Foundation in Paper White, aka, the powder foundation every Gothlet who could get away with it was wearing 12 years ago. Squee! Ahem. The black and pink compact is giving me flashbacks to my youth, it has the same Interestingly Pale effect as remembered, and best of all, I have THREE MORE compacts of the stuff en route.
(And yes, I alerted Jilli. And yes, she also picked some up.)
It's become increasingly hard to find a good, pale, powder foundation. Aveda reformulated and all the new shades are too dark, Urban Decay discontinued theirs, and MAC makes me break out. So this was a happy eBay score.
We now return you to actual on topic Natter.
Why, why, why are we making it our business to listen? This sort of thing happens everyfrickingday.
Well, I may be a sap, but just watching this play out over the last month made me care about her, and her family, on both sides. It also made me think about the fact that this is happening to others every day, and what that must be like. (As well as talk to my husband about living wills and directives, which is a good thing, clearly, to do beforehand.)
Also? I think the larger issues of the laws governing living wills and medical guardianship and Congress trying to step in and take over one person's medical care is my business to know. I need to be informed about this stuff, even if it's stuff I never want to imagine would happen to me or mine, because it very well might one day.
The Focus on the Family take on Terri's death:
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James Dobson: not planning for the future.
(Note to Jim: boy won't it suck next time your party isn't in power, and someone pulls unbelieveable crap on you that you've advocated pulling on other people.)
Luckily, judges would get in line to write vitriolic explanations why that idea is stupid and useless. I think it might even win the withering attention of Scalia himself.
I need to be informed about this stuff, even if it's stuff I never want to imagine would happen to me or mine, because it very well might one day.
Yes, this is true but I'd honestly rather get the message through a sappy episode of ER than from what should've been one family's personal (and private) tragedy. Once the family brought the courts into it, it became news but it didn't have to become spectacle.
Note to Jim: boy won't it suck next time your party isn't in power, and someone pulls unbelieveable crap on you that you've advocated pulling on other people.
Republicans not in power? I don't understand. But then, I grew up in Kansas.
I forgive you your brainwashing, Gud.
Cindy - they let him in and she did get it on Easter Sunday.
Okay, thanks Aimee. Sorry for the mix up. That must be the one time her priest gave it to her, then (after the tube was removed, I mean).
Sanjay Gupta, I think.
Thanks, Nutty. That's him. Someone I know works with someone named Sanjay, and every time I see the name of the TV Doc, I mess up on the last names.
(Note to Jim: boy won't it suck next time your party isn't in power, and someone pulls unbelieveable crap on you that you've advocated pulling on other people.)
My word, I'm afraid to click the links.
But, more importantly to my Very Shallow Self: old stock Charles of the Ritz Power Foundation in Paper White, aka, the powder foundation every Gothlet who could get away with it was wearing 12 years ago. Squee! Ahem. The black and pink compact is giving me flashbacks to my youth, it has the same Interestingly Pale effect as remembered, and best of all, I have THREE MORE compacts of the stuff en route.
(And yes, I alerted Jilli. And yes, she also picked some up.)
And I'm currently trying to decide if I want to order a second one. I'm also spending my work day playing with a doll-maker avatar site, as are the rest of my co-workers. We need to create little avatars of ourselves for the newsletter we're *thinking* of sending out.
