Spike's Bitches 25 to Life
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Susan, what if Dh took a friend or co-worker to the game, and you stayed home? Would that be workable (schedule-wise and emotion-wise)? I wouldn't feel like going myself, but I can understand where he would.
Ugh. I feel so inept when I make these delayed Xposts. Here's what happens. I read. I think. I start to type. Someone comes and talks to me, or needs milk, or whatever. I submit. Sorry for the stupid, needless repetition.
For whatever it's worth, I'm speaking as someone whose ovarian-cancer-fighting mom has been in the hospital for two weeks now, with no currently forecast time of release. Which is to say, I'm empathizing more than usual.
It'd take some logistical doing for DH to take Annabel, because he took the car w/o the car seat to work--normally he takes the bus from work to the game, while I drive down with Annabel and meet him. But it's a possibility.
Sorry for the stupid, needless repetition.
Hey, I'm just glad to read that I had a good idea. Go Team Advice!
Susan, I like Nora's idea (noting that you may have different preferences on who goes, who takes care of A., etc.). It isn't like you decided this morning to get tickets on the spur of the moment.
Also, does your family have your cellphone number? You could call this morning to check in with them, and tell them that you'd previously made plans for this evening and can be reached at xxx-xxx-xxxx after Y:00. Or see if your home phone allows call forwarding.
For whatever it's worth, I'm speaking as someone whose ovarian-cancer-fighting mom has been in the hospital for two weeks now, with no currently forecast time of release.
Oh, Calli. I didn't realize she was still in. Do you live nearby your folks?
Sorry for the stupid, needless repetition.
Booo. A Cindy post is never superfluous.
Do you live nearby your folks?
I live about an hour and a half drive from them. I've been going to see them every weekend since Mom went in. Last Sunday she told me to stay home this weekend, which, to be selfish and all, is kind of a relief. Dad's making arrangements for long-term recovery care (and discovered along the way that his combination of insurance packages would cover everything, thank Diety) so it doesn't look like we'll be expecting her home anytime soon. I guess the upside is, they seem to think she'll have a long time in which to need care and a recovery to work toward.
It does help to keep my current office drama in perspective.
Last Sunday she told me to stay home this weekend, which, to be selfish and all, is kind of a relief.
What a sweetheart. She is wise, too. Since this is a long haul type of recovery, you need to be caring for yourself.
I guess the upside is, they seem to think she'll have a long time in which to need care and a recovery to work toward.
Her prognosis is good, then? I know hearing "ovarian cancer" is so scary. My s-i-l is in treatment for her ovarian cancer, just a couple of years after battling breast cancer. She was classified stage III B for the ovarian cancer, but her prognosis is still decent. She much sicker with this treatment than she was for the breast cancer treatment, though.
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