I hope he does. As Cash pointed out elsewhere, sneezing and coughing after abdominal surgery--laparoscopic or not--is not fun. He's been asleep for a couple of hours now. Worried about him.

I have pictures of ex BFs and ex-husband. And a couple of naked ones in there of one of them (but not sexy times naked, just sitting on the bed with the light coming in the windows in a cool way naked). They're mine and in my file box where J would probably never see them. I assume he has pix of exes, too. Sexy pix would freak me out, though.

IO ex-pix N, a couple of weeks ago our cleaning lady found a big framed wedding picture of the DH and his ex-wife gazing lovingly into each other's eyes and helpfully put it on THE BEDSIDE TABLE. We think it had somehow slipped behind a bookshelf somewhere.

For someone who has a hard time getting rid of things (which he does, and you've mentioned), getting rid of those pieces (one presumes taken before it all went to hell) are probably emotionally more difficult than it would be if he were 100% neurotypical.

Of course my (essentially diagnosed at this point) ADD hording of similar things always lost out to my depressive episodes and their need to BURN ALL THE THINGS. (Umm. Literally. Out in the woods, lighting the pictures and letters on fire with a cigarette, because it seemed like a good idea at the time and [further details redacted].)

So be gentle with yourself, remember that shit like this can be part and parcel of what makes him him, and set a mental reminder for, "Honey, about those naked pictures of the ex..." six months down the line.

In a different and more beautiful counterpoint, a "my god, I begin to believe there was a hand in this universe", I am off on an island a couple hours from Seattle, and not only did I get to spend some time gazing at the milky way (more stars than I've maybe ever seen before in my life), then my companions decided to night kayak, and discovered that there's some plankton that are lighting up when you hit them, so the bow of the kayak and the paddles and any splashes you make are lighting the night with a fantastic eerie blue glow I so wish I could photograph or video. My god.

he goes looking through his wedding album

How did I not realize Tim had been married before? Huh.

I think I would not be so happy with the naked ex pix, unless they were for a portfolio or something like.

Keeping stuff is one thing; sexytime stuff, NSM.

D and I talked tonight, and I think we're going to postpone wedding party celebrations until our 1s anniversary in April, to build up time and money, neitheer of which we have right now. Then, I will get my ring (YAY) and maybe a mini honeymoon to NOLA.

How did I not realize Tim had been married before? Huh.

I've mentioned it, but you had a period where you didn't have the internets in your apartment, so you were painfully separated from the heaving bosom of the Buffistas, so you probably just missed any posts I made that mentioned it.

(Yeah, I'm awake because of the Snoring Giant next to me; I decided to get a glass of milk and read the interwebs for a little bit before I go back to bed.)

but you had a period where you didn't have the internets in your apartment, so you were painfully separated from the heaving bosom of the Buffistas

That was a dark time. I don't like to think about it.

::sobs::

That's just gorgeous, meara. I love that description.

Hmm.

So possibly I shouldn't have just spent the last two hours browsing the nubar sales stuff. Because I have the money, but was saving for a kayak. Instead of nail polish.

But I recently got all discouraged because while I can get the kayak I want relatively cheaply on craigslist, it is going to cost me considerably more to get the damn rack to transport it on my vehicle. So I have enough for the kayak, but not enough for the rack.

But I really should just keep saving and buy the rack and then I'll have it when an awesome craigslist kayak ad comes up and I can rush off to Phoenix and pick it up.

And then I can have sweet kayaking adventures like meara.

But what I really want right now are seventeen different polishes for $75. That is seriously first world trouble.

Sneezing with abdomen stitches. Yeouch! I hope ND heals quickly and soon.

No be sick ~ma, ND.

meara, you must tell me where you were, because doing that just got added to my Bucket List.

Steph, whoa. Yeah. Photos of past life that happen to have exes in them, sure; nakkeytimes pictures of exes: discard immediately.