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.

But that is strong.

I appreciate that, -t. But it isn't, really. All of the things you mention are things I simply cannot do because I have obligations to my family. I guess it doesn't feel strong to do what I have to do.

Anyway, YAY scrapbook supplies! SO FUN! Thank you so much, Allyson.

Grace will be happy to have a visitors. I don't get to see her as often as I would like, so I am always glad to know when other people see her. We really need to move closer to her, maybe somewhere in Burbank or even Sun Valley which will make my commute a different kind of hell. But our lease isn't up until March.

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.

I don't know how. I swear I want to give up, but I can't work out how.

In less bleak news, I just hit up a friend's wedding registry for gifts. Wedding's tomorrow, and there are maybe ten items left at 5 stores to get for them. You have a year, traditionally, don't you? Man, it's too easy these days.

ita, and gift certificates! Those are always good...

I got a flock of love for the couple whose wedding I went to a few weeks ago, ita. It's geese and chickens and something else, and I included the story of the thousand cranes in the card.

You don't even have to leave the cuddle lounge for that!

ETA: From Heiffer.org...they wouldn't be able to fit flocks of birds in their loft.