Yarrgh, I don't even want to think about that.

(Though it makes me fondly remember my nana and great aunt. Whenever anyone closed the sliding door on our van - and I mean every time - they would both jump and go "oh!". No matter where in the car they or anyone else was.)

Poor Aimee!

Soothing ~ma to all the Bitches who are approcahing or One with The Earth today.

Gud, how are you?

People in my office are raving about the cookies I made, which I personally thought were kind of so-so. I almost didn't bring them. Go figure.

I am completely torn between Yay! and Fuck! right now.

So, Crush!Girl definitely likes me. As in, last night there were many smoochies and admitting of interest and cuddles and all manner of neat things that I very, very much like.

Unfortunately, there was also discussion of why the signals have been mixed from her. Well, not directly, but there was discussion of what problems she has with the concept of dating me. Or, rather, problem. And it's the one I was most afraid would be the reason, because it's the one that's going to turn out to be the hardest to answer.

She's very worried, possibly completely unwilling, to get involved with somebody who isn't Jewish.

...

No solutions were reached because, well, I'm her best source of advice about things at the moment and, frankly, not really an unbiased source of advice in this case.

So we just went to sleep. Together. And this morning we held hands, and had breakfast, and our vibe is unchanged and we're so clearly dating! But I'm afraid, because I know she's conflicted, and I hate that, and I don't know what to do.

Gud, how are you?

So-so. Not much has changed. We talked a bit last night, but didn't resolve anything. I'm going to try to setup some grandparent time for the kids so we can do lunch and a stroll in a rose garden this weekend.

Shutting your thumb in the hatchback of your minivan so hard that the damn thing latched.

Owie. Yeah, that's no fun.

People in my office are raving about the cookies I made, which I personally thought were kind of so-so. I almost didn't bring them. Go figure.

Cookies at work beats the hell out of no cookies at work. It's always a day-brightener when someone does that.

More coffee, yes, that's what I need. The jittering will be good exercise.

Also ((Robin)) , hope the cramps let up.

So, Crush!Girl definitely likes me. As in, last night there were many smoochies and admitting of interest and cuddles and all manner of neat things that I very, very much like.

YAY!!!

So we just went to sleep. Together. And this morning we held hands, and had breakfast, and our vibe is unchanged and we're so clearly dating! But I'm afraid, because I know she's conflicted, and I hate that, and I don't know what to do.

Oh. I think my advice remains unchanged from the other day, even though you've already talked a lot about the issue. Just keep doing what you're doing.

OMG, Crush, Kill.

The dinner date that I dragged my ass into work to go to?

Looks like she is cancelling on me.

You know, I just can't take everyone's FUCKING DRAMA! Well, today. I can't take it today. I have no sleep!

Dear Other People's Drama,

Step off of the Nora. She is tired, and you all suck.

Love,
The Buffistas.

On the plus side Nora, you get to go home to Tom.