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.

I just got a really bad ratemyprofessors rating, so now I'm eating ice cream. (The comment actually pointed out several things that I know I was messing up at the beginning of the semester but have been working on improving. I disagree with one of the things it says, but the others are mostly things that I knew and have been working on, but it hurts to see it on the screen like that, anyway.)

Beverly, there will be pictures as soon as I am able to post them. Now if someone would just teach my mother to not be afraid of the internets...My dress is so very pretty. I am so glad I decided to have it made.

{{{Ginger}}} I'm sorry your family is making this difficult time more difficult.

You're typing the eulogy right? Wouldn't want a Larry David moment(although that was one of the funniest half-hours ever)

Aims and Cass, you two did not blank, the rest of the world played a mean trick on you.

Ginger, if I could make them go away, I would. Instead, I'll send vodka.

Sox, that's wonderful news!

smonster has a cool doc, and bonus on not having caused herself any real trauma.

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

Oh, don't get me wrong. When it involves yanking teeth out of my mouth, I go a step beyond. When I had some teeth pulled before I got my braces--way back in the last century--I went completely under. Nothing less than general for that.

Ginger, my condolences on your loss.