Oh, Emily... I hope things work out however your grandmother wishes. And I hope it is all as easy as possible, whether she comes back well or chooses to leave now. I'm crying just trying to type that. How are you doing?
Steph, of course you are tired. Are you feeling like a depression thing or just tired? Though I think you know all of that already. Ray time? If it lasts much longer, I would hie thee to a doctor but then I worry a lot. I hope that your dad's "something" is not a big deal and simple to resolve.
I said no, I was tired and stressed, etc., and she said "All the more reason to have a burrito!"Mexican food fixes a lot.
including one man in a kilt and fishnet stockings.ND's travelling?
I picked it up, and immediately wanted it - I could feel it warm to my hands faster than the other crystals I had touched, could feel its vibration.It belongs with you. I am happy that it just basically lept into your life. Daniel is quite the gentleman too.
I have achieved Denver. Got lots of hugs and squeals at the airport. Met the darling TCG who is definitely made for Sarah, it is obvious.Yay! Of course. And obviously.
Go Susan and dw on the date-age!
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I'm home. It was actually a fun day and I adore my niecelet. Sixteen years ago (okay, sixteen years and five days ago) I met her and fell in love. She just keeps getting more and more amazing too. Bitch-in-training in the best of ways.
I left early (it is likely just wrapping up now) when my back was starting to ache. But it was mostly drama-free. The subtext was practically screaming but it never spilled over into actual text...
BiL was there but fairly well-behaved, a little manic. My sister so desperately wants this to work. She's madly in love with him and so is the nephlet. I wish I felt as sure as she does that he's really committed to being sober.
I told her privately the little I know about Antabuse and things she should look out for. Apparently with the diabetes, if he drinks with the Antabuse it could stop his heart. I seriously hope it puts the fear of god into him and he keeps taking it and keeps not drinking.
She and mom are fighting because of this. Apart from my dad and I, every single member of my family on that side has battled addiction and taken two tries to get to sobriety. My sister is using that as her proof and mom is using the fact that this is terrible for the neph. They are both right.
I can't even put it all into words. I am just wasted from all of this...
In happier news, I messed with my phone's camera a bit. [link] There aren't pictures of the niecelet because I am obviously a dolt. There is a nephlet shot, a self portrait, some nice beach shots and Kristin's dragon's sibling wearing my glasses at work.