I am now beating ( mentally, from afar) DH's family. WE had heard nothing about his mom since yesterday afternoon. Matt left messages with all of them. Finally, I got on the phone - luckily the first phone number I called got an answer. Mom is doing much better. dramatic improvements, but still in the hospital. Improved enough that the brother I spoke to didn't go to the hospital today, but went to work. He apologized for no one getting in touch- but I twisted the guilt screws a bit. I had guessed that things were improveing - but that niggiling doubt ...
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Spike's Bitches 28: For the Safety of Puppies...and Christmas!
[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.
beth b - Jan 28, 2006 2:46:04 pm PST #6557 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
DCJensen - Jan 28, 2006 2:56:59 pm PST #6558 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
Andi is sleeping. I am enjoying a piece of Gruyère cheese, one of those little 6-piece (3.5 oz) wheels, we bought at the dollar store on our outing today.
Just a lazy day after driving through many types of rain. In January. in Minnesota.
Weird.
Cass - Jan 28, 2006 3:10:04 pm PST #6559 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
He apologized for no one getting in touch- but I twisted the guilt screws a bit. I had guessed that things were improveing - but that niggiling doubt ...I'm thinking the guilt screws were appropriate.
I am feeling really terrible again. Re-dosed the meds a few minutes ago, so hopefully it will improve and not leave me brain dead soon. I should have got the extended warranty on my body.
But I am watching the Daytona 24-hour race and six hours ago (watching delayed) Paul Tracy was in the lead, though I think they are getting ready to swap drivers. It's chock full of my favorite drivers this year. Quite the star-studded event. At least I have something shiny to watch...
Cass - Jan 28, 2006 3:15:51 pm PST #6560 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Oh, and I am whiny as all hell. In case it was possible to miss the subtle signs.
Steph L. - Jan 28, 2006 4:06:34 pm PST #6561 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Paul Tracy was in the lead
He's da boss, applesauce!
Cass - Jan 28, 2006 4:19:11 pm PST #6562 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
t shakes head sadly
He got the pretty and the mad skillz. Sadly, missed out *entirely* on the smart.
Steph L. - Jan 28, 2006 4:59:17 pm PST #6563 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
For you, Cass:
Go #3!
Really big PT fans.
PT before the race. (Yeah, blurry, so you'll just have to take my word for it....)
PT's victory lap. (Slightly less blurry.)
vw bug - Jan 28, 2006 5:02:53 pm PST #6564 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Just finished the quilt top I started on Thursday: [link] I'm feeling very accomplished.
Cass - Jan 28, 2006 5:09:53 pm PST #6565 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
PT before the race. (Yeah, blurry, so you'll just have to take my word for it....)Sadly I can identify him as well. I might be a wee bit obssessed.
Pictures made me happy. Thank you.
Just finished the quilt top I started on ThursdayNot ugly! Vivid.
DavidS - Jan 28, 2006 7:10:05 pm PST #6566 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
So, Oakland A's FanFest Day turned out to be one of the worst days of Emmett's new year.
But then it got better.
I really should've researched this whole friggin' thing with MG beforehand.
See, it starts at 10am, but they start selling tickets to get autographs at 9am. And people start lining up at 7:30. So when we got there at 9:45? Hunormous line. But Emmett is still pretty chipper. We're hanging out in line, and he's Super Incredibly Excited to meet (Hall of Famer) Dennis Eckersley and get his autograph. He's bouncing on his feet with excitement.
Can you see where this is going?
Guy with a bullhorn comes down the line: "Tickets for the Dennis Eckersley autograph signing have been sold out."
His face fell. His shoulders fell. Huge tears are trickling down his face. It was a most abject scene.
I sent Emmett and EM into the Coliseum to distract him with bobbleheads and Mt. Dew while JZ and I wait in line (for hours, in the very cold, very rainy weather) to get tickets to the remaining autograph sessions.
We get periodic updates via cell phone from EM. "He's still pretty bummed."
After two hours we're up to the front of the line, right in front of the access road. Most of the autograph sessions have sold out. We're hoping to get the last two ones. And guess who comes pulling up in a golf cart, being driven by security? Literally three feet away so that I can make eye contact and say, "Hey Dennis!"
But did I have the presence of mind to run over with a pen and a baseball and accost him while the golf cart was stopped? No.
It was just God rubbing a little salt in the wound. We finally make it up to the window and they only have one session left with Dan Haren and Dan Johnson left. Emmett likes both of them so we get our tickets. Emmett had wanted to do at least three different autograph sessions but now we're settling for one.
But we call them in the Coliseum and track them down. Emmett's now in a good mood. His Mom has bought him about $100 of vintage A's memorabilia and when she mentioned the tragic tale of woe in the gift shop, a guy whipped out his card, told her he was the photographer for the event, and would get a signed photo of Eckersley later in the day and sell it to her. Plus Emmett was very happy to have the one autograph session.
So the day was salvaged and Emmett was happy in the end. But for about two hours this morning it looked like...get up early on an off-weekend for me, drive across to the East Bay, stand in a cold rain for two hours to make my son cry piteously with huge disappointment. Not your ideal weekend.