Cordelia ,'Lessons'
[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.
Off to saddle up for another trip to the nursing home to see my neighbor before she goes for dialysis. Words cannot describe how much I hate going to that awful place. It's not a good place for me to bring my imagination.
However, I am being a good friend, if somewhat unwillingly. I'm bringing things like puzzle books, paperclips, the bills and stamps, etc. I brush her hair for her and promise when she's on her feet again, we'll take her out to eat.
{{{Nora}}}
Christmas music is on the tv radio. Did I sleep through a couple of months?
Christmas music is on the tv radio.
That's not good. I want Halloween to get all the attention right now!
Nora, everything everyone else said. I believe you'll handle this well because you are a good person, because you're giving some thought to this, and because you're looking at all your options. There isn't a right answer, just a best answer that takes everything into consideration -- and lo! That's exactly what you're doing. I know it's hurting, and for that I am very sorry that you have to go through this.
Poor Thanksgiving, the lost holiday.
Lesson of the day...don't take the little suitcase on a trip and then buy stuff. You won't be able to figure out how to get it all home.
I have one of those! I make sure that the To: field is empty now though cause I accidentally sent one once.
I have to type up The Bad Stuff in Word. If I type it up in easily emailable format, it's much too dangerous for me when I'm cranky.
I want Halloween to get all the attention right now!
THIS!!! Halloween is coming!!!
Okay, so I want Halloween to get all the attention all of the time.
I have one of those! I make sure that the To: field is empty now though cause I accidentally sent one once.For draft e-mails that are about anything semi-serious, the first thing I do is put my own address in the to field (even if it's not a hurt/venty/I'll never send this).
Poor Thanksgiving, the lost holiday.
It was ritually sacraficed. With pie.
{{{Nora}}} {{{Bitches}}}
GF's dad is in hospital - has been since Saturday. Don't know what's wrong but it's blood-related and there are many scary possibilities. So we spent the weekend running between hospital and their house as they are also starting demolition on their kitchen TOMORROW and hadn't prepared everything for it. Manual labor + illness worry = No fun. Course actually being in the hospital = even less fun. GF is there again today helping out. I couldn't today because I START SCHOOL TONIGHT!!! Can there be any more stressors on the pile? Also, have forgotten meds all weekend. Must be correcting that.
Oh, GC. {{GC, GC-gf, GC-gf-dad}}
Good luck tonight, and take your meds. One thing at a time.