If there's any generalised -ma lying around, I'd be grateful for it being sprinkled on the winds and blown towards Taiwan, where it might alight upon WeeSisterJay.
My little sister has just been offered (and accepted) an unbelievably cool summer job. She's going to Tibet to participate onscreen in a Taiwanese documentary. They wanted somebody WASPy looking, with long hair (important for the documentary, which is partly focused upon the whole not-cutting-hair thing in Tibet) who's fluent in Chinese. WeeSisterJay is all these things, and has also spent her teen years working as runner/interviewer/dogsbody/accounts chick/whateverthehell for the little local TV company that films our local footie matches. AND she spent a summer working for the Beeb in Beijing. So she's ideal, all in all, and she's got the gig! Which means two months working unpaid in Tibet, all travel expenses and other costs being borne by the Taiwanese government. AND the documentary (which has been three years in the making) is apparently being entered in various film festivals.
How cool is that?
I'm just thrilled for her, but I'm also willing It All Going Well And Being A Good Experience-Ma to her, since it's a very big adventure, and she is my baby sister, and she will be scrambling around mountains in Tibet, where she could be eaten by monsters or attacked by random Bad People. (Why yes, I
would
be a monstrously over-protective mother, why do you ask?)
Wow. So damned cool. I
love
my sister!
We're home! We moved all night on Monday, but finally made it. Everything's in the new house and nothing's left in the old. It took until today for the cable company to come hook us up. I'll post pictures as soon as I find the camera.
My MIL, who was originally diagnosed with treatable lung cancer, has now been diagnosed with terminal lung cancer that has spread into her scapular area and her brain. She has 2-6 months. Not sure what kind of vibes or ~ma to ask for ... maybe non-suffering~ma or coping~ma for FIL and DH?
Like the groundhog who saw his shadow, and hid himself away for six more weeks of winter, I took my boot drive out of my newly built PC and, not wanting to deal with configuration issues just yet, put it back in my old one.
My 95 year old uncle wants to come home from the residential care facility where he's recovering from hip replacement surgery. He says he's confident and his bones are strong. He's wrong on both counts. He scares the staff when he moves around unassisted and unsteady on his feet, and he has pervasive arthritis, which contributed to his broken hip.
I can't blame him for wanting to come home, but he really has no idea what a bad idea it is at this point.
I am back from the Colorado River in all its windy, trying-to-kill-me glory. There is no way I'm going to really catch up, but please email me if I missed important news I need to know.
Hey, I've gotten a job offer, but they need to get back to me with title and salary info. So, I'm asking for bigassraisema and cooltitlema. I suspect that I will only get one or the other.
In Dallas! Hot, a little muggy, and so freaking flat.
If you're in town and around, ask Steph for my number. :)
