While I am completely aware of the inadvisability of drunk posting, I am none-the-less compelled. (and having to retype everything...seriously.)

I'm a little...I don't know...depressed, I guess, about a possible loss coming up.

My beloved Niki put off some needed surgery until after the memorial service for Gordon, which was lovely in every way.

It seems that she has an aortic aneurysm that will be operated on next Wednesday, the 19th. According to the doctors, there is a better than 50% chance that she will not make it off the table. But it's this or waiting for a sudden 'pop'.

I suppose, what I'm asking for is good thoughts for the right thing. I don't need her to stay, on my account...though the idea of being orphaned...again...isn't pleasant. I just don't want her to suffer. At all. For any reason.

So. I don't need hairpats or vibes for my potential loss, but just 'whatever is right for her' vibes for my beloved surrogate mom. She has been a greater gift then can be described, for 25 years.

I don't want to be preemptively sad, but I am a little, if I'm honest. I had such hopes for her post-Gordon life.

Heh. Know how I know that I'm drunk posting? No mistakes!!

I know I've been grey for a while, but just fyi, if you have been following international news and are aware of the fun and games going down in Bangkok right now, I am okay. But my apartment, on the map they show there, is about an inch down from the Redshirt Barricades - thus I have been hearing gunfire and explosions and having helicopters buzz by all day - work having been cancelled, as we're on the very edge of the hot zone. The hot zone has now stretched so that my school is kind of in the middle of it. There are Soldiers and protesters and barbed wire & everything at the end of my road, but not, at this point, fighting ON my actual street. Also, the electricity has not been cut off in my apartment, and neither has the water, so that's good.

But, you know - I could do with a little less excitement right now. And I CANNOT BELIEVE the way my Spring is going so far.

I could use job-ma for my husband in a couple of hours, when he has an interview. Fingers crossed that the job is a good fit, and the interview goes well.

A happy couple of things in the midst of badness this month. First, our photographer friend sent me the rest of the pictures from Hawaii, and they are gorgeous. If you'd like to take a look, they are here.

Second, if you are in the NE/NY area and would like to join us for the informal wedding reception (i.e. BBQ) on June 19th at my mom's house, drop me an email.

We hit New Orleans on Thursday and are more or less unpacked. We won't have cable or internet till Tuesday, however, because the torrential downpours here knocked the power out at pretty much the exact time the cable guy was here yesterday.

Now that we are here, the reality of the situation is sinking in and the weekend's feelings of isolation due to the rain and lack of internet are making things a little tough. Any ~ma that can be spared for finding our place here would be appreciated. Also for Tom's first day at the new job tomorrow.

I have an interview half on Monday at 9AM pacific and half on Tuesday at 9AM pacific. So if I could get some Buffista-ma that I don't sound like a half-awake dork who doesn't remember how it goes, working at an actual company (I haven't had to GO to work in two years!), and crossing your fingers that not only do they like me, but that *I* like the job....

May be overreacting (3 or 4 of my colleagues are still in my building, and 3 more are even closer to the Hot Zone) but when the occupied territory spilled into the far end of my little street, as well as the main road adjacent to it, and a foreigner got taken out by a sniper, I decided to take my boss up on her offer of alternative accommodation.

Currently staying in a service apartment on the other side of the city; however, The Cat Daniel is still in my old apartment. I figured it would be easier to move out in stages, if that was what I'm doing - trying to flee with clothes etc AND a cat in a box in an emergency situation - not ideal. This way I've got somewhere set up to be safe, and can just focus on cat wrangling if it seems like I need to make a more-than-short-term move.

Paging Corwood Industries! amych informs that Federal is closed , so we'll be next door at James Joyce.

My very old, very good dog Frank had a seizure or something this weekend while he was boarding at his vet's. The vet called me this morning while I was on my way to pick him up and said he wasn't able to walk and she said it may be time to euthanize him. I picked up Bob and we went over to see him and it was clear that he was in pretty bad shape so we did euthanize him. He was quite elderly and in failing health for a while so it was not a huge shock but still very hard. He'd been an amazing companion to me for the last 13 years.