I didn't mind it, because I was afraid when I woke up at quarter to seven (and it was PITCH BLACK out, wtf), that was going to be it for the night.
Xander ,'Dirty Girls'
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Oh, I guess tomorrow they're fixing the pitch black issue, huh.
I am planning on napping.
People said things like that do me when I was in chemo. It's not strength. It's not bravery. It's just putting one foot in front of the other, because what else can you do?
Ginger, I can so easily relate to this! I swear, when people tell me how strong I am for anything Grace-related, it makes my head spin. It's not strong. It's life. I do what I have to do because I have to do it. Not because I choose to or because I want to.
I'm at a conference today. Bleh.
I'm almost halfway through my all-day programming class, which at least is going relatively fast. I wish I was playing with Illustrator, though.
Kat, you were strong before the kids were born. You haven't lost that, and maybe it's more evident to people who don't know you that well.
Thanks, Allyson. That's a really good thing to hear. It's just so weird to me that people think having a sick kid makes me strong.
K spent a long time with Grace the other day, after activities. She has decided that we can't treat her much differently than Noah. She played "TOUCHDOWN!" and "SAFE" with her (with the appropriate arm motions). Made the same noises at her that she does at Noah. Picked her up and tried to get her to stand (Grace was all, "WTF? You want my LEGS to hold me? You CRAZY, lady." I love all of that.
I wish I didn't have to work. I wish I could stay home and just be with my children, especially Grace.
It's life. I do what I have to do because I have to do it. Not because I choose to or because I want to.
But that is strong. You could run away and not deal or climb into a bottle or just give up on that whole getting out of bed every day and to hell with what you have to do, but you don't.
Awww, I'm visiting Ms. Gracie today, and we'll do the Gracie dance (It ain't easy, bein' Graaaaace to the tune of it ain't easy being green).
I bought a ton of scrapbooking supplies for their photo album last night.
They had a whole collection of Noah's Ark stickers.
Grace was all, "WTF? You want my LEGS to hold me? You CRAZY, lady."
Hee!
And I agree that carrying on when life is fucking with you is a demonstration of strength that was already there.