Thanks, Nilly. Second day? Maybe? Two. Because it was a 17 and 17s are good numbers.
How are you doing? It's been ages since I have been able to say hi to you.
Buffy ,'Get It Done'
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Thanks, Nilly. Second day? Maybe? Two. Because it was a 17 and 17s are good numbers.
How are you doing? It's been ages since I have been able to say hi to you.
Tonight I went to see Jam, a movie about one the struggle to bring back roller derby to the Bay Area. A more depressing movie I may have never seen, mainly because it wasn't really supposed to be depressing. But OH my god. Wow.
Oh, yeah, 17! I missed a day a couple of months ago (you know, like when you think it's a Wednesday and you try to finish things before it's a Thursday and the end of the week, and only a day later you discover that it was Tuesday all along? That kind of "missed a day"), and it was the 17th of that month (Sheryl's birthday), and it was so sad.
As for me, well, my sister is getting married in a little more than a month and I still don't have anything to wear.
Emily! It's been forever since I posted with anybody here, but it's practically an ice-age ago that I posted with you! How are you doing? Is your school year over already?
[Edited to say that I do know that "forever" is longer than an ice-age, no matter how it may feel like. Maybe I should have written some other timely comparison, with continental drift vs. the birth of a planet or something, and that would even leave the Big Bang for people with whom I really didn't post for a real forever. Hmm.]
[Oh, also, 3*7=21]
17s are good. I never am sure if I like the number because of my birthday association with it or not. But I like 17s. And actually know a lot of people with that day in other months.
As for me, well, my sister is getting married in a little more than a month and I still don't have anything to wear.Exciting! Except for the lack of having something to wear, but still YAY!
[Edited to say that I do know that "forever" is longer than an ice-age, no matter how it may feel like. Maybe I should have written some other timely comparison, with continental drift vs. the birth of a planet or something, and that would even leave the Big Bang for people with whom I really didn't post for a real forever. Hmm.]Ha!
17s are good. I never am sure if I like the number because of my birthday association with it or not.
17 doesn't need reasons to be liked. All it needs is its essence of 17-ness.
Exciting! Except for the lack of having something to wear, but still YAY!
Oh, absolutely. He (the groom) is a sweetie, and makes my sister very happy, which, of course, makes me - I mean, all of us - very happy.
Last week I went with my mom to find clothes for her, and I think what she's supposed to wear is mostly settled. I still have to make the "kipot" for my father, brothers and the groom, and two people out of these four haven't found clothes for themselves yet, so I have to wait for colors info before I can continue. And, yeah, clothes for me. The important stuff.
I am happy that your sister and he were lucky enough to have found each other. I like happy endings.
The clothes? Those end up working out.
The happy is key. And they - and, by extension, your whole family and his - have that.
17 doesn't need reasons to be liked. All it needs is its essence of 17-ness.It is very 17.
Fall down sleepy now. It was great "seeing" you for a while tonight, dear Nilly.
Night, Cass! It was lovely to "see" you, too!
NILLY!
I'm up because Matilda has the miseries -- woke up an hour ago wriggling and grumping, and has been sobbing off and on for the past ten minutes. There's nothing obviously wrong; she's just wide awake and sad.
Congratulations to your sister!
JZ!
Matilda's sadness is my gain!
How are you doing? It's been - well, according to the Big-Bang-birth-of-a-planet-continental-drift scale I've just pulled out of my former edit - at least a sun or a few since I posted with you.
I'm horribly sleep-deprived, but other than that things are going well. Emmett just finished the fifth grade (which means different things in different parts of the US, but in his city it means he's done with primary school and is going on to middle school, the last short step before high school) and hit his first home run ever last weekend. Matilda is still very cute. Hec is nearly finished with his book. And I'm looking for a job (I still have a job, but my boss is retiring eventually and future prospects here aren't great).
And did I mention the sleep-deprived?
And now I'm off for a bit because Matilda is grumping and rubbing her eyes, so maybe a turn around the living room will finally get her down.