For the Empress .

sj, I'm sorry to read about your uncle. I hope that his surgery went well and that he will recover well and have no more problems.

Oh, Maria. I'd probably take Benadryl and wait a day or two since there's no fever, but if you know you can't take the time to go to the doctor during the week, and since you're flying next week, you might want to go to urgent care. Big help I am.

Some fellow who bore a strong resemblance to my DH got up and made me waffles this a.m. and then did the laundry. I'm torn about wanting my old DH back or whether I like this imposter better.

Go imposter. Choose imposter!

Fay, it sounds like you've done your due diligence and this tattoo artist should be perfect for you. I support your decision!

In other much less fun news, a tanker truck loaded with gas blew up at 3am this morning and has melted part of the 580 freeway in Emeryville on the approach to the Bay Bridge.

Part of the freeway collapsed.

This is, of course, the very route I take almost daily ferrying Emmett back and forth to school, not to mention all the baseball.

It will now be FUBAR for months. Fuck.

I'm back from the famer's market: Tomatoes, yum!

sj, I forgot to say, I'm sorry about your uncle. But, you don't need to feel guilty about not knowing because you didn't pick up the phone. You have good reasons for having a few little defenses in place when dealing with these folks, and your aunt could have left a lot of messages that would have helped you to understand what she was calling you about but she didn't. {{sj}}

The imposter DH likes to play ultimate frisbee as much as the old DH and has gone off to a practice(?) game(?) -- apparently I don't pay attention when either talks about Frisbee beyond when he'll be home.

That's a damned clever impostor, putting on the frisbee obsession as well as the physical looks in order to trick you better. I'd be careful. Waffles are great, but he's obviously pretty devious.

(Wait, what am I saying? Waffles!)

And also - I can't think of the last time I considered any part of my body beautiful.

Huh. And I can't think of a time when I've thought of you where I wasn't conscious of your physical beauty.

That's awful, Hec. Much traffic~ma to you.

Part of the freeway collapsed.

Dude. My sympathies to everyone who has to drive it.

In other much less fun news, a tanker truck loaded with gas blew up at 3am this morning and has melted part of the 580 freeway in Emeryville on the approach to the Bay Bridge.

Part of the freeway collapsed.

Whoooooa, shit, I drive that too. That's how I get to San Francisco. Hell, that stretch is right by my work. I don't know how this is going to affect me. Crap.

Exciting picture of freeway all collapsed

We have determined that it is NOT the part of the freeway I travel, but rather on the side going to JZ's Dad's house.

Which sucks and the whole traffic pattern will be fucked but won't be quite as disastrous for me.