I really don't want to deal with today. Sadly, doesn't seem to be an option.

But, zenkitty, sacrifice, even of the banal variety, is part of any gift.

I know. But not only were their gifts useless, it made them sad, so the sacrifice was pointless. If the story had ended with them looking at each other and laughing, it would have been totally different. (Or maybe the sadness was my own projection into the story, I don't actually remember how it ended, or how the characters felt at the end.)

there are times when it is sharing in bounty, for the joy of it.

I like to do this, but people tend not to understand it. It's not their birthday or a "special" day, and they haven't done anything in particular to "earn" a gift, so they're uncomfortable.

The unsaid follow-up to "you're so strong" could be "I'd fuckng snap like a twig."

That's generally what I mean. There is a lot of strength in "doing it because you have to", a lot of people can't do it even though they have to. That's why people walk out on their families (as my aunt did, leaving behind a daughter with lupus), or worse.

I think some of us worry we'd be those awful parents who abandon their six halfgrown children at a hospital in Nebraska when they pass a dropoff law.

Exactly.

I'm trying to stop myself from saying "you're stronger than I am" or "I don't know how you do it" anymore, because I've come to realize that it's just a euphemism for "dude, your situation sucks, and my choice not to be a parent (etc.) is totally validated!"

That's honestly NOT what I mean.

It's effort, it's sacrifice, it's lots of things to be a good parent. And sometimes those of us who aren't parents (and those who are!) want you peeps with extra hard situations to know that we admire you and thank you.

That's what I mean.

I never thought mentioning the other person's strength of character or will or whatever could be upsetting, but I won't say it anymore.

I like "I respect the job you're doing as a parent," too.

I like that one.

I feel like "I don't know how you do it" is somewhat equivalent to "I can't imagine how hard this is for you." Because I think I can imagine it, but I know I really can't, not having any related experience to compare it to. Whatever "it" is.

Cashmere, what about coffee shops? Too bar like? Do you have a skating (and I mean skate board rather than roller skate) kind of shop? Actual alcohol brands? Tecate sponsors the LA Derby Dolls (as does Stila cosmetics!)

I was going to say coffee shops. I don't think they are in direct competition with a bar. Chipotle sponsors Charm City. And I think PBR? one of the cheap beers the kids love.

Other ideas: spas, masseuses, gyms, clothing and jewelry stores, dentist offices, book/comic book stores. In all cases, small independents will be more receptive. When we're looking for sponsors (for our bike team) we just go to businesses we patronize and ask. It can't hurt!

I never thought mentioning the other person's strength of character or will or whatever could be upsetting, but I won't say it anymore.

It is kinda of a scary thought, that there's no good way (or just one good way) to say it.

But when I've said something like that, I've meant it. I've seen it done badly, and I'm impressed when I see it done with love, even if it's hard. Especially when it's hard.

All the moreso because I couldn't handle the dependency of a houseplant, a kitten, a responsible adult. I'm barely taking care of me.

Someone turned the rain off! Thank you, whoever did.

I never thought mentioning the other person's strength of character or will or whatever could be upsetting

I always think it's better just to be as honest as possible: "I can't imagine how hard this is for you" or "You're doing such a good job, and I know it's exhausting and frustrating."

Which is not to say I haven't erred the other way, because I'm sure I have.

That bitch the insomnia fairy was busy last night. I got maybe 3 hours sleep.

Let's hope we ran her ragged, Tom. I can't believe she had me up at midnight! The cow! Some people hadn't even started trying by then.

Why am I wearing a turtleneck? I may need to revisit this sartorial choice.

I defeated the insomnia fairy by taking sleeping pills. Now I am so gronkified... not being terribly productive right now.

And it seems my good eye keeps watering, so I keep having to blink to be able to read my monitor.

I locked Existing Cat in the bedroom and have let New Cat out to roam. He is frisking all over, nervous and tentative.

Existing Cat has taken to sitting at the door of the room he is usually shut in and growling and hissing. Joy.