Finally home. The show went fine. Everyone was happy. And they are gone. Thankfully.

Had dinner with some friends. My turn to cook. I changed menu's in mid shopping. Couldn't find a steak for what I wanted, but they had a Santa Maria style tri tip pre marinated. The meat was hormone free, grain fed, beef. The spices were yummy. So I did a modified traditional Santa Maria style bbq menu. The tri-tip, garlic butter'd bread grilled, mac n cheese, grilled corn on the cob. I think the SM menu would have some sort of beans, and no corn. But my cohorts are not bean fans, and they make a mean corn on the cob. (since I had to work, they offered to cook, so I just had to provide the menu. worked out great). We all were very full, and happy. Tri Tip turned out wonderful!

After dinner, played a couple rounds of Yikerz again. Then watched Shutter Island. Consensus: eh. He liked it a little, but not enough to buy. She didn't care for it. I didn't care for it.

All in all, a wonderful way to close the weekend on a bad job rental. Kinda like a sorbet.

Ugh. I was online and ended up chatting with the ex and going out for a drink with her and hanging out for several hours. Which was fun, but also torture. I just...why can't I be completely over her? I know she's no good for me, I know we don't work together, I know she's not interested, I know it would eat me up inside....and still, hanging out with her, I was all "sighhhhhh" and "if only" and "I'd still...". ARGH. It's been forever, and I've tried not seeing her, plenty! I've hardly seen her at all in the past year and a half! GAH.

Oy, meara, that doesn't sound like fun. I have no advice to give, except staying away, which you've already tried. Sometimes things are just shit, is my philosophy. I can offer hugs and booze, if you feel like a trip to London.

Happy Empress Day!

Matilda is absolutely a precious princess.

I'm sorry meara. I hope that you can find a way to either avoid seeing her, or find a way to enjoy her company without the torture part. Also, Vienna and Prague! Woo!

The arms crossed thing is interesting. On occasion I go with my parents and feel bad about staying in the pew. I think going with the flow and crossing arms would be easier for me.

Guess I should get some work done. After more coffee.

I know about the 'crossing arms in front of the priest' thing in the Catholic church, from being Anglican and once enquiring as to whether I could take communion in a Catholic church (the answer is no). And I'm used to lots of unconfirmed people in my church doing a similar thing. I've never done it, though, because it seems weird, and I'm not sure I'd always want a blessing. Two of my cousins got married in Catholic churches, ours being an Irish family, and both times I stayed in my pew during communion. Anyway, I hope it's not too stressful, Steph. At least you know it's a well-known practice, now!

Well, if that's what his dad would like us to do, that's fine. I don't want to add undue stress at his wife's funeral, and it's not like the arms-crossed thing offends me on an existential level, so it costs me nothing to do it.

Although now I'm afraid I'm going to pull a Wonder Woman: [link] Which is really not what they want you to do.

Happy Birthday, Empress!!!

I meant to say last night that Matilda is so adorable! But I was a little tipsy, as you may have noticed.

meara, I'm sorry.

Happy Birthday, Empress!

I don't know how much of the saga of Maggie's Not Eating I shared here, so here's the summary.

She wasn't eating. The vet felt around, felt a mass, did an ultrasound, said it could be one of a few things, let's try antibiotics and see if it helps. She's only 3 or 4, so let's try that, and if it doesn't, we'll do exploratory surgery.

It helped a lot, and then about a week later she went back to not eating. So, we got more antibiotics last week, see if it was a recurrence. She's been throwing those up pretty consistently and still not eating.

So, I took her in today, and the mass is much bigger, and she looks a little jaundiced, and, yeah, he could do the surgery, but even if he was able to take the probable-lymphoma out, it's not a long-term cure, just a time-buyer, and not much time, at that. She's still herself, and doesn't seem to be in a lot of pain. She's also still drinking water. So, we'll probably wait until she starts showing signs of distress and then take her in and say goodbye.

Fuck cancer, you know?

Totally fuck cancer. I am so sorry, Debet.

And thank you to everyone for the birthday wishes! I wish I had a sparkly hat.