Well fuck-a-roni. I ws just an idiot, surpassing my own idiocy.

If it makes you feel less alone in idiocy?

I was talking to my dad last night and saying something about my trip down there tonight for a surprise birthday party. Which, after he questioned me a little more, turns out to be next weekend.

I'm sure I would have clued in when they refused to give me a boarding pass.

t looks at the calendar

OH!! November 4th! It's clearly National Jack Ass Day!!

See, I screwed that up too. I started early.

Seriously I was talking to my dad and he's starting to make, "Um, refresh my memory why you're coming down?" noises and I am mentally thinking, "Oh noes! Memory issues! Dad can't have forgotten mumble's party. Oh noes!" when really I should have been thinking, "Oh noes! I HAVE THE MEMORY ISSUES. And cannot read a calendar. What a jack ass I am!"

But then I realized it meant I didn't have to do laundry and that was a total win.

Aimee, that's hilarious.

As I posted on FB--I got an email earlier today from one of the people I go visit for work (who's always been super brusque) that ended with "See you next Tuesday!". And was paranoid she was calling me a cunt. Except she actually IS seeing me next Tuesday...

Oh, I just finally got that.

Very funny, Aims. Sorry you've got that embarrassed feeling, though. Hee.

I started my time on FB being pretty strict about who I friended up with. But because I'm co-dependent and don't like to hurt people's feelings, I couldn't stick with that forever. Another friend request today made me decide to get off my ass and make some lists.

I suspected this already but it's worse than I thought: There are a couple people I don't remember or recognize. In some cases this is because I know them by their online pseud and didn't get enough reinforcement on what their real name is. In other cases it's because I must be on the express bus to Alzheimer's.

I don't think I said this earlier today, but I've been thinking it, so -- Ginger, amyth, you and your families are in my thoughts.

Then again, I am the fool who refuses novacaine when at the dentist. Every filling I've ever gotten has been done without anything, let alone a local.

I used to do that, because I hated being numb. (Don't mind needles; I don't seek them out or anything, but I don't mind them.)

And then, then the molar cracked and I had to have it pulled. Yeah. Suddenly being numb was BETTER THAN CHRISTMAS.

Have taken steroids, Zantac, and zyrtec. Silver lining is my doctor is cool as shit (lesbian ex-Mormon, for starters) and is hIlarious and a font of useful info. We talked for an hour. Srsly.

Anyway, ~ma to them as needs it and once again, I am going to bed early.

Make my family go awaaaay.

I'm writing the death notice, setting up the online memorial and scanning the pictures. I may be writing the eulogy. The newspapers are annoyingly coy about how much a death notice costs. I assume they hope you will, in your grief, write thousands of words and then have to pay for them.

My mother and some other relatives out of town are mad because they haven't set a time for the memorial service, even though 1) He just died this morning. 2) He's being cremated. 3) The poor beleaguered granddaughter making the arrangements was up from 2 a.m. on and had to spend hours at the funeral home making arrangements. 4) His wife was just moved to hospice, and she may get better enough to attend a service or it may be a joint memorial service 5) His wife is, however, conscious enough to throw monkey wrenches at every proposal and also believes that she's perfectly fine.

Oh Ginger. All my sympathies, for the loss, of course, but even more for the issues.

sj, we must have pictures. Must! I can't wait to see you in your dress. Mrs. Married SJ!

Woo and verily hoo for effective druggery, smonster.

And yays and huzzahs for it's nothing-ness, Sox.

David, I'm so sorry. Condolences to his family and all who knew and loved him.

My former dentist and I had an agreement. He agreed not to numb me unless he was working very near or on a nerve. I agreed not to flinch or bite, and to believe him when he said, "You're going to need it this time". I would also prefer to skip the numbing part. I'm sore for days from the needles (usually four), and numb from hairline to collarbone for up to six hours after the procedure is done. No.like.dental.numbing.