Never a fun conversation, but knowing my mom's wishes sure helped in those last few weeks. I hated losing her, but I know I did as much as I could to meet her wishes and that gave me a great deal of comfort.

On the meme front, I'm home from work killing time before the dentist. Spent some time clearing the clutter from the living room. It turned into a pick something up, put it away, find something near the "away" place and return it to where it belongs. Lather, rinse, repeat. Nice to have the living room picked up and bits of the rest of the place in better shape. I'm trying to tackle one room at a time. I've let real cleaning slide for too long.

It does bother me that some people work and wait to get citizenship and others come in illegally.

I'm not 100% sure what you are saying here, but the people who come in illegally do not get citizenship unless there is some previously granted benefit which they have received. It is simply not possible under our current laws.

I don't want to tell any student WHAT to think, but I do want to teach them how to think critically.

Reasons why I am not a teacher-- I feel that most people who think critically will end up agreeing with me.

Except one day I might have to be nice to him, and I totally can't guarantee that.

You don't always have to be nice to your spouse, but there are consequences to be borne.

I have well informed views on DNRs, Medical Power of Atty, and such, and yet? Deep down I'd rather not deal with them, particularly when it comes to loved ones.

You don't always have to be nice to your spouse

I'm not even talking about always--just it happening one day.

I'm not the nicest person these days.

Bah, humbug.

Okay, two more tasks checked off my list. That's something.

I'm not jumping in on the citizenship conversation, mostly due to my own ignorance and one sided view. I need to educate myself more.

Elizabeth Post died.

Stephanie - I guess that sentence should have ended "and others come in illegally and get the benefits of living here."

One of my (male, older than me) writers, in what I can only assume was an attempt to make small talk while we were both in the kitchen, asked me if I had done anything for the event yesterday.

"Which event?" I ask, feeling slightly confused.

"The earthquake one!" he replied.

DUDE. RANDOM MALE CO-WORKERS I DON'T REALLY KNOW SHOULD NOT ASK ME IF I PARTICIPATED IN BOOBQUAKE. I feel vaguely oogie now. Am I overreacting?

We signed our wills this weekend, and we reviewed our DNR, medical power of attorney and financial power of attorney (for me, two separate people). It's a little sobering.

I am crabby and I have a meeting with two people I intensely dislike. INTENSELY. yay?

The upside, I have a new sushi necklace on with my sushi dress.

Am I overreacting?

Honey, I am clutching my pearls right with you.

And I even have pearls today to clutch.

Give me a moment...and they're clutched.