{{bonny}} You are so much more valuable than a car. Best possible outcome ~ma.

You know we would all have to go to the taping to see Jilli with Ellen.

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Ellen dances with everyone, right?

Also, I'm sure that Ellen would love to correct people's mistaken impression that Goths are scary, and who better to help do that than Jilli?

She even has an audition video already, that interview that she did with the folks at Microsoft. I love the way that she's just bouncing on the ball the whole time.

Hee! When my brain stops spinning (and I stop gritting my teeth over one of my writers at work), I may mention this stuff to my publicity munchkin.

pray for patience for me. Mom wants to do an evite and she doesn't know how. She won't even try to do it on her own. If I tell her "it's pretty self explanatory, why don't you try it and let me know if you have a problem", she accuses me of not wanting to help her. Instead, she wants me to walk her through it. And of course, she won't call my brother who did phone support for a living because "he's so busy because he has a family"

I just had to tell my mom that I was NOT sharing a hotel room with her when we go to Chicago for my uncle's funeral this weekend. She was bummed and I felt like the world's worst daughter because she was incredibly close to my uncle and is hurting a lot. but the woman gets up at 5:00am East Coast time. She couldn't understand why I wouldn't want to share with her but I pointed out that I was going to be just down the hall. Families--what ya gonna do?

Scrappy, you're going to get your own room. You might be extra-nice to your mother when you're with her, but you have your own room.

If necessary lie - say you snore. Or say you tend to stay up late reading or watching TV and don't want to disturb her. Or you just HAVE to have your own bathroom.

My mother is having fits because her house is having structural issues and she may have to vacate for up to four months. She seems to think she can still live in the freakin' house while they tear off the roof, reinforce it and build a new one.

Uh... NO. Even though the insurance is going to pay for a condo or house for her to rent, none of the suggested dwellings they sent her to check out are good enough. They're too far from her house or the neighborhood sucks or SOMETHING.

ARUGH.

At least I'm not down there. I know that makes me a bad daughter, but seriously... I have no tolerance for that nonsense.

pray for patience for me. Mom wants to do an evite and she doesn't know how. She won't even try to do it on her own. If I tell her "it's pretty self explanatory, why don't you try it and let me know if you have a problem", she accuses me of not wanting to help her. Instead, she wants me to walk her through it. And of course, she won't call my brother who did phone support for a living because "he's so busy because he has a family"

My mom calls me to help her delete rows in Excel. Or copy and paste something in Word. She usually just ends up sending me the file so I can do it and send it back to her.

I am very lucky in that my mom is very easy person to get along with and fun to hang out with, but share a room? Nope. I pointed out that I have always been a light sleeper. I reminded her that when we visited my brother in Holland when he first moved there years ago, I made us go to Ikea so I could buy a mattress to sleep on in the storage room so I could be in a separate room.