{[Steph}} those are not hugs -- they are brackets of support . Maybe I like I-beams would be better

Glad you got through it, Steph, and that there was quiche.

Billions of good thoughts headed out to you and Tim. I'm so glad you have each other.

And I think Tim's good-hearted quiche-making boss should go to your workplace and give some lessons in acting like a compassionate human being toward grieving co-workers; or possibly just resoundingly crack some heads together.

{{{Teppy and Tim}}} I have felt the way Tim felt when I have lost people. Getting through the wake and funeral you take comfort in knowing what to expect and when that is over everything really hits you.

We're home from the Cape. I really loved the wedding site we visited and I wish the trip could have been longer.

Debet, I'm sorry to hear that.

Steph, I'm glad you got through the visitation.

My grandma's funeral was today. My brother let his kids run wild so they woke me up *through earplugs* at 5am and it was non-stop from then 'til now. Enormously frustrating & maddening days. There were a few positive things, too. I need to vent somewhere but I'll spare you the details.

I thought that was the great thing about Bitches. You could vent to a roomful of understanding comadres.

Mom's coming up to visit this weekend. Thankfully barely 2 days of visit (she arrives late Friday night and leaves mid afternoon on Sunday). She's taking Amtrack up from San Diego county. After going through the website, I kinda have the hankering to ride the sleeper car cross country.

Guess what I got in the mail today? A very well-wrapped box full of mac and cheese packets. Thank you, Andi! I can't wait for lunch!

Today The Girl and I have been together for five years. (It really doesn't feel that long.) I would just like to say how unbelievably lucky I am to have a Girl who has stuck by me through thick, thin, mental and physical health issues, wheelchairs and walking aids, searches for accessible housing, job losses, benefits applications, cancelled wedding plans, laziness, grouchiness and demands to remove spiders. (We expect to have wedding vows in which we say "in sickness and in sickness; for poorer and for poorer...") I shall be repeating that all over the internet today. Sorry for boring anyone.

Seska posted this a couple days ago, but I just wanted to repeat it because it's a beautiful way of saying something very important.

Thank you! It's been on my mind a lot since I met up with the friend.

Happy belated to Aims!

I'm sorry about Maggie, Debet.

Dude, you're allowed to cry at a funeral. I rather doubt Tim loves you because of your stoicism.

This. And I hope the funeral and other related things go as well as these things can.

Congrats on five years together Seska!

G and I don't really have an anniversary - neither of us can remember the first time we met, or the dates of the first times we did anything else that other people might mark. We sort of use 'around Christmas' as a marker just by default. We're very lazy people.

Gnargh. Stupid fucking British visa people can suck my limp dick. They have had our passports since February, ‘processing’ G’s visa to stay in the country.

We’re going on holidays in ten days and really need them back. So G calls and asks can they send them or we can pick them up “I’m sorry we don’t have anyone by that name on file.”

I’m sorry whatthefuck? She says we need a reference number, G says that every other time he’s called his name and date of birth were fine. Person on phone is an idiot so G hangs up and calls again and gets someone else, who at least can find G’s file.

However, new guy says that both of us need to call to request our passports back, even though it’s G’s application and until now my only input has been sending in our marriage licence and my passport to prove my citizenship. Also, that it will probably take ten days for them to send our passports back. Not for us to receive them, for them to send them. So now I have to go out at lunch to meet G to call these gobshites to get my goddamn passport back so I can go on goddamn holidays which I really need because of their fucking arseshiteing incompetence.