oh Steph what a rotten way to end a tough day.

Well, the peanut butter cookies ain't bad. And the ambien has kicked in, so I'm going to crawl into bed and pray that the dog is done with pooping for the night.

Thoughts for you and The Boy, Teppy. There's nothing I can add that hasn't been said here already, but I'm thinking of you.

UK Feminista conference yesterday was amazing. Day two today. I'm stretching myself beyond what my body can reasonably do, a bit. But I have a session to run! (I really, really hope someone comes to it.)

Any spare ~ma for The Girl's family would be very much appreciated. He caught an infection while on chemo and is in ICU.

Oh, gah, Seska. I'm sorry, and wishing a good outcome for him.

The good thing about ~ma is we don't ever run out. There's plenty for your Girl's father, for Steph's boy's mother, for sarameg's aunt, for anyone that needs it.

We were looking at the websites of inns in the area that offer package deals. The point being that they do everything, dinner, small cake, bottle of champagne, justice of the peace, etc, and we just have to show up.

My niece's mom did that last year when she married her dude. They could have a small number of people with them, so we were there, and it was pretty cool.

Chloe has pooped and then (this is what we're guessing) starts to flail and then ends up sprawled on the floor and can't get up and ends up lying in it. Generally she doesn't get as much stuck on her fur as she did tonight.

Well, we all mourn in our own way I guess...

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They could have a small number of people with them, so we were there, and it was pretty cool.

It sounds like elopements now are what small weddings used to be, but you have to call it an elopement so you can get away with a small wedding.

Catching up...two week car saga decided it wasn't over yesterday.

{{{{{Teppy and the Boy}}}}}

and now a break from our regular scheduling for a brief moment of tranquility: i came home from work to a house smelling of roses. No, really, it smells like roses. Something about the dew on all the roses outside is wafting into my living room in a most amazing way. *wonder*

Mmmm, roses. My place smells a bit like teen boy socks. Wanna trade?

{{Teppy and the Boy}} I have also been in The Boy's place and it makes all the difference to have the support of your partner. DH#1 was there for me while I devoted most every waking moment to my dad. A constant strength in the roller coaster of end of life.

The good thing about ~ma is we don't ever run out. There's plenty for your Girl's father, for Steph's boy's mother, for sarameg's aunt, for anyone that needs it.

Yes, the ~ma will multiply as needed. Sending out more for the Girl's dad. Also, some for Nora and Tom.

Things in Otter Lake are still blah. I have a friend visiting this weekend so that is cool. No progress on getting my son to have a life. Brandy has had a few rough days. Will need to take her to the local vet and see if we have any other options.

The good thing about ~ma is we don't ever run out. There's plenty for your Girl's father, for Steph's boy's mother, for sarameg's aunt, for anyone that needs it.

Lovely sentiment, and true.

And Steph, I can echo what everyone else has said about having a supportive partner when a parent is ill. Just your being there and being you makes all the difference.