I used most of the rest of the sun to rake leaves and pine needles from the last two windstorms. I've discovered the downside of living on a beautifully tree-lined street!
I just talked to my mom. She's in pretty good spirits--but she's been writing out her memoirs and is trying to finish a quilt she started for one of my nephews. Also, she and Very Conservative Oldest Brother are going to see her lawyer next week just to make sure her will and so on are in good order.
I'm trying to decide how much to talk about it at work, with my writers' groups, and so on. So far I've just told y'all, the choir, and one of my critique partners whose own mother died of cancer a little over a year ago. I feel like I need to tell people at work, but I don't want to be smothered with concern, which chaplains are fully capable of doing to someone like me who finds excessive empathy and hairpats a bit of a burden. I think I'm going to tell them, but also say that if I need support beyond what I get from my friends and at church, I'll let them know.
I'm glad the solo went well, Susan. About the telling people thing, your strategy sounds good to me. I hope the chaplains respect your need for air.
ION, here is a CuteOverload photo of the world's most cute/silly looking zebra-donkey hybrid. Evar. With proud parents looking on.
ETA: Grrr. Linky no worky. Lemme see what I can do.....
ETA2: So apparently CuteOverload no longer lets you link to a specific post. IF you want to see, you will have to go to [link] and scroll down. Sorry.
O da polar bear cub is so cute I am ded!
Man, I loves me some Cute Overload.
Just skipped about 1000 posts. Did I miss anything important? ~ma to all appropriate.
I was on a cruise with my family for the past week. Went to Old San Juan (mostly way touristy, but the fort was cool), St. Martin/Maarten (nice beaches, got to practice my French, less-touristy shops, and a cab driver who took us on totally convoluted routes to avoid letting us see poor people), and St. Thomas (Charlotte Amalie seemed to be entirely jewelry stores, but we only saw it for an hour or so, because most of the St. Thomas time was spent snorkeling -- saw a shipwreck and all kinds of neat fish.)
On the ship, spent time hanging out by the pool, swimming (did we know that swimming pools on cruise ships are filled with ocean water? I didn't until I jumped in and tasted salt rather than the chlorine I expected), climbing wall, and trivia contests. Another thing I hadn't really realized -- on cruise ships, people really dress for dinner. I wore sundresses most nights, and cocktail dresses on the two formal nights. And it's all formal service, with four courses and waiters who really know what they're doing -- our waiter said he'd been a cruise ship waiter for 11 years.
Also -- the areas around where ships dock in the Caribbean really need some more bookstores. Couldn't find any in Old San Juan. Found one in St. Martin, but it only sold French books. (Picked one up anyway, a kids version of the story of Sir Percival.) Finally found one English bookstore on St. Thomas. (BTW, on St. Thomas, everyone drives on the left side of the street, but practically everyone drives US-style cars with the steering wheel on the left. Odd.)
Works as a direct link for me.
Also on the cruise -- to judge by the repertoire of the band playing by the pool, there are actually only five reggae songs. The rest of the time they played "It Wasn't Me" and "Red Red Wine." Also, quite often, "My Dingaling."
The pictures of the baby polar bear are what get me. OMG SO CUTE. And even though it's not Knut, it makes me sing the little Knut the Eisbar song in my head.
They called the hybrid a "Zebdonk"? Why not a 'Zonkey'? or a 'Zebkey'?
Loved the thigh high look, though.
Definitely cute overload!
Um, which story would that be?
Of His Bone Are Coral Made. It had a lovely start, and I should be able to hear the whole thing tomorrow.
Um, does anyone know time and station for the Sarah Connor Chronicles?
