and because it should have its own post:

So much yay for the good news from Sloane-Kettering! And ~ma that the patients continue trending towards health.

~ma for Drew to keep on the mend.

CPAP FTW, DCJ!

Stephanie, you are AWESOME. Basically, everything Trudy said. I wish you still lived in NC so that I could take you out to lunch at The General Store.

smonster, yikes. Good luck at Urgent Care.

Things are starting to look a bit more positive on the house front. Our solicitor* now has all the documents we need. We just need signed papers from the vendor. In the meantime we've threatened to knock £1000 off the sale price for every further day completion is delayed after tomorrow. As we have no back-up plan, I'm rather hoping that actually does the trick.

*A Buffy fandom friend of mine from way back - the thought of which is making me giggle every time she and The Girl have a serious grown-up conversation about legal issues on the phone. I think everyone should have as their lawyer someone they argued Angel plot points with while drinking a lot of vodka.

Wishing you a quick and helpful Urgent Care visit, smonster. (I am also right now sending you the notes from my UK Feminista session that I promised you about four weeks ago. I'm actually quite pleased that I'm not more than four weeks behind on my to-do list. But sorry for the delay all the same!)

Teppy, much punctuation. You rock, y'know.

Teppy, much punctuation. You rock, y'know.

I'm not actually that Stephanie. I mean, thank you!, but while I am Steph L., it's Stephanie who posted earlier about needing the universe to send her some niceness, which I agree she TOTALLY deserves.

Oops. Still getting my Stephs mixed up. You both rock! But yes, Stephanie needs that universal niceness. And rocks.

ION, The Girl just read something online and went "Are you getting raptured on the 5th of May? 'Cause if you are, that's going to get in the way of our marriage plans a bit."

And now she's debating the theology and quoting Revelation. I have said not a word yet. She's been on this for about ten minutes now.

Ah, a late-summer cold. Just the thing for someone who has to talk on the phone all day. Praise be it's kind of quiet, despite a hurricane flirting with the east coast.

And it explains the rise in the number of people who think I'm a guy. It's odd being called "Dude."

Ah, yuck, smonster. I hope they can help you at Urgent Care.

Stephanie, your daughter is, indeed, an awesome girl. Your son is awesome too. Know why? Because their parents rock the awesomeness. Your neighbors, on the other hand, should be given pickled beets for dessert every day for the rest of their lives.

I'm not sure why I am not allotted a nap time, because I damn well need one today. Guess I'm going to get more coffee instead.

Uggh. Been referred on to an opthamologist, am waiting for a call back. It's likely that I rubbed my eye and had an allergic reaction to something, and continued rubbing may have caused a couple of small abrasions. ::sigh:: My guess is they're going to give me some ointment, tell me to toss my contacts and wear glasses for a few days. But this is going to kill my whole day and I don't have time for this shit. Grrr...

There's a dreadful thunderstorm outside, which decided my lunch plans quite deftly. I'm in Little Dizzy's, which is in a lovely old bank. Points for architecture, points off for freezing cold and Kenny G.