I was driving to Florida and hit Tennessee

I did this every year in college going from Ohio to Florida at Thanksgiving. I took the night shift and went through the Smokie Mountains. I remember fog so thick I could barely see the taillights of the car 20 feet in front of me.

Tennessee is tricky!

Also yays for Hec's friends and niece+baby.

Keeping my fingers crossed that the transplant holds. Alex has Polycystic Kidney Disease which has been very painful for him. New kidney means disease-free. It'll be a huge, positive change for his life.

And early reports on the baby are good. I'm not keen that he's "Karson" with a "K" but that's not something I'll share with my niece. I'm sure he'll be an excellent human despite the handicap of that spelling.

Karson with a K isn't so bad.

I have a cousin who named her daughter Kenedee.

Wow, medicine is amazing. Best wishes for Alex and Karson (who can always change his name if he wants).

Well dang. I found an absolutely perfect dress at Nordtrom rack today that totally covers my ugly cast-boot and makes my glasses look like a fashionable accessory. Sadly, it was one size too small and no longer available anywhere else. Something about last year's model. Sheesh, why is fashion so quick to change.

Also, my older cat is wheezing. Like, i can hear him wheezing from across the room. He doesn't seem concerned or to be acting differently, should i be concerned?

eta: and apparently petite sophisticate no longer exists. WTF?!?!

Gronk. I fell asleep around 7, then woke up around midnight. Trying to decide whether tired, hungry, or achy will win out in deciding what to do now.

Why not, I do not have a rage problem.

I do, however, have a problem with people messing up with my not-free-time and screwing me and expecting me to take it wonderfully and not bitch about it. And preventing me from having my breakfast, which is getting cold in the kitchen, at the same time. And reheating french toast sucks, and with that I lost the little studying momentum I had left to begin with.

"Oh yes, 5 minutes". "No, wait, we'll need 10 more minutes". "I'm gonna ask you another 15 minutes, OK?".

Not, not bloody OK. I'm stressed above and beyond with my exams and that's the fucking reason I'm not going with you to visit the sister, OK? So why acting as if I'm exaggerating when I'm saying it's not OK and I need the time to study and I did something which I only thought will take a second, not freaking 20 minutes which I can't freaking spare?

That's the last time I'm doing something nice for my dad when I don't have free time, dammit.

Karson-with-a-K is far from the most egregious creatively spelled baby name I've seen. He probably won't even be the only one in his class.

But the others will be spelled carsohn, kahrsun, ...

((Shir)) I have a husband who won't wear a watch, so I know what that's like.

OK. I'm fine now. Took a few deep breaths, and more importantly, had coffee and read the entire material of the semester.

This just pings me on a subject I'll have to talk with my dad at some point, the whole "you can do whatever you'd like as long as it's not too much in the way of what I need".

Break for Dollhouse now. The rest, later.

But the others will be spelled carsohn, kahrsun, ...

Don't forget the girls - there's sure to be a Karsyn in there somewhere too!