does minor victory lap

Buffalo's winning! Go Sabres!

Ginger, I think that woman is due for a smiting.

That's so ridiculous, Ginger. Of course your sister had the right of way. That's the trade-off. You don't have a car around you protecting you, you get the right of way.

Also, my mom and her partner get into town tonight. I expect all will go well, but could use any extra ~ma or prayers or whatever that we don't all spontaneously combust.

sj, so sorry about the rude 911 operator. That's just ridiculous. Equally ridiculous...no, even MORE ridiculous...is the stupid driver's excuse for hitting Ginger's friend. WTF? No bad juju vibes for libkitty and fam.

I just got home and collapsed on the couch. In the morning, when I have failed to move an inch from this spot, someone will say, "Well she collapsed on the couch. That was her first mistake."

Also, DOES THIS MEAN YOU'RE FENCING AGAIN?! YAYAYAYAYAY!!!!

Not at this moment (I mean, yeah, literally not at *this* moment, b/c I'm on the couch with a laptop on my lap; but also not at this larger, more general moment, as in, May 2007). But I'm verrrrrrra seriously leaning towards going back. I just want my exercise to be FUN, you know? And the treadmill is not fun.

Fencing, though? Awwwww yeah. SO much fun.

Fencing, though? Awwwww yeah. SO much fun.

Awww, yeah. And yay!

In other news, I'm back from a lovely evening with family flea, in the course of which I learned the following:

• I HAVE to take my shoes off.
• All four Candyland people have to go on the board, but the other two are just there to watch.
• I may win at Candyland, but only after Casper has already won first.
• There is lettuce in the garden. In fact, a great many things that are not peas are "lettuce".
• If you pull the cat's tail, the cat will turn around and bop you. (Note that I was not the one who pulled the cat's tail, but then, I'm not sure Dillo actually learned it, so we'll call it even.)
• I can stay at Casper's house for a few days and if I don't have my toothbrush it's okay because I can borrow one of hers. (I don't think this plan was actually okayed by flea, but I'm flattered by the invitation nonetheless. Casper is so invited to my next party.)

Casper is so awesome.

Casper is the hostess with the mostess. I forget everything else I was going to say after catching up with 100 posts, except that I think Teppy could rock that hairstyle to which she linked.

Aw! The Cherub is adorable. So is Casper.

I got my hair cut today, nothing drastic but he took off some of the length so it has more of a style while the front part grows out. It's a good hair cut though, and my last by him. He's off to some Aveda salon in South Florida. I wonder what my next student will be like.

My sister was crossing the street at a crosswalk with a walk light. The woman was making a turn when she hit her. Now my sister has to hire a lawyer to get this woman and/or her insurance company to pay for any of this.

When I got hit by a car (the exact same situation) I was told that one should get an attorney pretty much regardless of what the other person and their insurance company does. Just to make sure you get what you deserve.

Which didn't help me at all, as the woman who hit me was uninsured (as well as driving with an expired license and not wearing corrective lenses, which her license required her to do) and had no money whatsoever.

Now my sister has to hire a lawyer to get this woman and/or her insurance company to pay for any of this. The woman's stance is that she did nothing wrong, because she had the green light. By definition, my sister had the green light too, and pedestrians have the right of way.

This is INSANE. Crazytalk. Total crazytalk. I have hit a person before (and it genuinely wasn’t my fault…actually, he kind of hit me…was running across the street, not at a crosswalk, and slammed into the side of my car). I was terrified and mortified and thought I’d killed someone. He got up and walked away with no injuries, amazingly enough, but I was terrified for him. How does someone get off acting like that? That’s not human! I’m so sorry your sister has to deal with that insanity. Fortunately, it should be pretty clear, pretty fast that the other woman has MAJORLY fucked up.

In other news, I'm back from a lovely evening with family flea, in the course of which I learned the following:

Oh, goodness. That’s just priceless.

I had a lovely evening, where I was totally spoiled by the people at my favorite quilt shop. Because they love me far more than they should, and they felt badly that I had a mini-meltdown this morning while trying to find my evidence (stamps in a “passport”) of how much of a percentage I was to receive off at the private sale tonight, they gave me the highest percentage I could have had off, even though I didn’t have the evidence of that (and, actually, even told them I wouldn’t have gotten that much off) (and yes, I think that’s the longest totally non-sense-making sentence I’ve ever written). So, I bought ten yards of fabulous purple minky fabric for 36% off. Now, I cannot even begin to describe to you what a steal this is. This shit is $20 a yard. And is the softest fabric known to mankind. I’m so very, very pleased, and feel so very loved and spoiled.