Woke up. One more day for the weekend. Could have used more sleep, silly late to sleep me.
And so bored online that I just emailed my dad this morning a list of "hey, what's up?" questions. He didn't answer yet, but I already regret it.
Headlines today says Jordan implored Israel not to go on operation on Gaza Strip. One of the "yeah, I already know the answer to this question, but for the slim chance something's new" questions I sent my dad was if we're gonna visit my sister in her base this weekend. I fear they might shut down families' visits for a while, until things will cool down a little bit.
No lay off~ma to billytea.
meara is very cute.
something about that picture makes me state the obvious.
Safety~ma for your sister, Peace~ma for the whole area, Shir.
The guy wouldn't leave until I'd given him a reason to write down on his clipboard.
Wha? I think my answer, at that point, would have been, "because it's none of your damn business." Or something angry like that.
So much ~ma to billytea, SuziQ, and Shir!
Adorable cut, meara.
Neti pots scare me, but I plug my nose in the shower too. Very sensitive nasal passages here.
I feel good about the Prop 8 court session. I know I live in a perpetual state of optimism but I keep envisioning the court smacking this thing down hard.
~ma all round for jobs and health and peace on earth while we are at it.
Sorry about the long awful ER visit, Hil. I've had 6 HIV tests (unless I forgot some). I refused the last one they asked for when I was pregnant with Bobby. Never again. I never really thought they would be positive, but they always had a stress element. The encouraging bone marrow treatment possibility may lead me to be tested for being a donor. Over 20 years ago the doctors suggested I might be immune. We'll see how the research stuff goes. I'll be watching.
DH got into Atlanta about midnight but I haven't heard from him this morning. He should be at the airport again already. I really hope he didn't sleep in.
Travel~ma for Laura's DH.
Justice~ma for Prop 8.
As for me, the throat, while still sore, is definitely down to a dull roar, more tender than painful - for which I am extremely thankful. Mostly, I'm just tired, so maybe I'll feed the felines then go back to bed.
much ~ma to BillyTea, SuziQ, and ongoing ~ma to Shir.
Newly 4-year-old Iris, on the topic of young Mal this morning:
"I want him to be my brother!"
us: "ok? Why?"
"So then we can see each other all the time!"
us: "sounds great - you can live down there and we can go out on dates and have lives and things. Why do you think he'd make a good brother?"
"Because he does what I tell him to."
us, stifling laughter: "oh?"
"yes! All the time! And he listens to me and I can help do things because he has all the great movies."
us: "ahhh. ha! That will be an interesting conversation between the two of you regarding ownership."
"and sometimes, when he's not listening to the adults or running away from everyone, I can help - like a big sister does. You can hear me say 'Mal, you should listen, because I listen and ... well? look how big I've grown. Because he's littler than me."
us: ... trying to make like crickets, but failing utterly. Gales of laughter. Gales.
As for me, the throat, while still sore, is definitely down to a dull roar
I think it was the medicinal properties of the mint chocolate shake. Repeat as needed.
Mal should totally listen to Iris.
OMG. Iris is to cute! Iris & Mal are definitely a OTP.
