Excellent news about your mom, Susan.

I loaded the dishwasher, watched one episode of Torchwood and am now going to the gym.

Apparently she really beat the odds. Her doctor said with her type of cancer, 75% of the time surgery and chemo don't get everything. They're going to check her every three months for the next two years. She's still weak, but she says food is starting to taste right to her again, and she's been able to get her own groceries and go to church as long as one of her sisters or SILs goes with her. Which is huge, because she started the year with hip replacement surgery and was just starting to recover from that when they found the lung cancer, so she's hardly been anywhere outside her own house that wasn't a hospital or rehabilitation facility at any point in 2007.

I have to see if I can put my gym membership on hold. I'm wasting too much money.

I'm so glad to hear the news about your mom, Susan.

I'll vote for no-cancer! No-cancer is always good. Statistically unlikely no-cancer is icing on the cake!

crush

Richard Widmark is stubbornly not dead, but he is older than my grandfather. But if he were 30 again, I'd rumple him some.

Gene Kelly, I just wanted to be him. Just, not with that hair from The Three Musketeers.

Toby Stephens. Where did you go, friend? But when was he ginger?

I think he was born ginger. As with a lot of redheads, he went darker in adulthood, but he still qualifies as auburn, yesno? I mean, in the most recent Jane Eyre he was in, they dyed his hair black, but managed to leave his copious sideburns bright orange.

I don't think very many gingers are as ginger as Damian Lewis, because people that pale are usually dead of skin cancer by age 25. I presume Lewis has survived as long as he has because he has heretofore lived in England.

Maggie Gyllenhaal is doing ads for Agent Provocateur.

Sorry. Should add, not especially work friendly.

John Garfield is one of my Movie Star of History crushes, because HUAC wanted him to name his depressed wife as a Communist and he said "Fuck you," and wouldn't do it. That's sexy, imo. I'd like to think I'd do that, myself, in his place. Career-ending, though. But still hot.

Yay Susan for your mom's excellent cancer scans. Lately I've been hearing way too much BAD cancer news from family and friends. I'm glad someone is beating the odds.

Yay Kat on finding good daycare. Plus it looks like a good place to me.

I have lately been feeling all sorts of gratitude towards my daycare lately. I realize just how much the kids really flourish there, and all the ways that they've helped out in the parenting department. For example, Isaac transitions to the younger Preschool class next week. His teacher has already told me she plans on getting him and all his cohort (a bunch of children have recently transitioned from Toddler to Preschool) out of pull-ups and into underpants.

Okay, and in a total woe-is-me serial post, it turns out I infected my one and only beloved daughter with feel-like-ass flu. Clever.

Sumi, I heard about that storyline, although I haven't watched the episode yet. I too am very concerned.

And yay Susan!