oh. premature clicking.

Also, I'm sort of glad at the timing of the announcement because it certainly fucks up Arnold's press conference about a special election.

I checked with Mom and my Aunt does have durable power of attorney. I explained what that would mean and Mom sounded relieved.

Cash -- I know one of the facilities in the town lets someone stay for a few days, either when a care giver needs to be out of town or just as a try out. G'ma did that, but she thought she was in a hospital.

I *think* the woman who comes in, J (who is a god send and so sweet) takes G'ma to lunch at the same or a different facility.

There are times when she says "oh! Idon't need all this space! I shoudl be move into one of this places they seem nice!" And then later she's saying "I'd rather die than go into one of those places."

It makes it hard to figure out.

Now, Grandma E has told everyone, very frequently, that when she can't take care of herself, or it becomes too much of a burden, or her memory starts going she wants to go into Assisted Lving (there are more choices here than where G'ma lives). She has a list of places she prefers and those she doesn't want. She's doing this now, so if some point in the future when her memory isn't good and if she starts saying she doesn't want to everyone will know that she's just not in her right mind.

On the Michael Jackson front, I didn't think he'd be found guilty on all counts, but I thought they'd at least find him guilty on giving alcohol to a minor.

I don't think that he'll change his behaviour though, and he should.

Huh.

Anyone who'd let their child sleep over at Unca Mikey's house, raise yo hand.

Well, my kids wouldn't want to sleep over because they find him way creepy. They both outweigh the dude though so they could fend for themselves.

I'm hoping that the story dies a quick death. Here's hoping the Bush twins get caught hooking or something to distract the talking news heads.

Timelies all!

~ma to all who need it.

Now that the verdict's in, can we(meaning the media and such) find something else to talk about please? Although, that's probably not gonna be any better, I fear.

Giving it a bit more thought. My boys are 10 and 13. From what I have seen they are fairly typical of kids their age. Even before this whole media circus they weren't remotely interested in MJ. They consider his music old fogey music that people their parent's age listen to. Not someone they would idolize or even care about his career.

Now give them a chance to spend the night with 50 Cent or Ludacris and they'd be all over it. Over my dead body of course.

Thanks for all the well-wishes for my dad, folks. Still no word, which I'd take as a good sign if Mom hadn't waited til after 10am today to tell me about everything because "she didn't want to worry me." Hopefully he's feeling OK by now.

Gandalfe, hope everything works out OK with the kiddo.

Anyone who'd let their child sleep over at Unca Mikey's house, raise yo hand.

I don't think I'd be letting my hypothetical children stay over at any celebrity's house unsupervised, let alone one with MJ's history. But in my mind, sleepovers are only at the homes of relatives and trustworthy parents of the kids' friends.

I'm fat. But I'm pretty. So there.

I've seen pictures. Unless there was an incredibly talented photographer, only half of this statement is true.

I've always been heavy, but things went downhill when I was in my late twenties and got tendonitis in both ankles. It has turned into a semi-chronic thing. I think I blame the injury more than the age. I should have listened when they said not to do aerobics with crappy shoes, even if they did let me slide from side to side on the carpet.

But in my mind, sleepovers are only at the homes of relatives and trustworthy parents of the kids' friends.

Matt is me. Plus, no matter who it is, what I'd want to know is, Why do you, Mr. Celebrity Type, want my kid sleeping at your house? Just shake his hand and offer to take a picture with him, and he'd be over the moon.