I'll bet the lifeguards are wondering about my homelife. In the last two weeks, I've sported bruises on my left hip and shoulder, now have a spectacular scrape on my shin and a lesser large bruise under it, a faint bruise on my right butt (I can feel the knot underneath) and a REALLY AWESOME bruise on my elbow spreading down my forearm. And now, a bandaged finger. I'd report me.
Question: Will hiding in a cavern with stockpiled chocolate goods be any part of this plan?
Xander ,'Get It Done'
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
sarameg - Jan 21, 2011 3:47:08 pm PST #18209 of 30001
Atropa - Jan 21, 2011 3:49:29 pm PST #18210 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Oooh, have you ever heard the song "Dodge Veg-o-matic" by Jonathan Richman?
Nope! Sounds like something I need to hear, tho'.
Dad and I go between blank, crying, and inappropriate humor. So, about what you would expect from us, probably.
Tomorrow we go to the funeral home to arrange things. Mom's final wishes, which she randomly told Dad a few months ago? No ceremony or funeral; she wants to be cremated, and have us sneak her ashes into the flowerbeds around the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland. No, she wasn't kidding.
Amy - Jan 21, 2011 3:51:21 pm PST #18211 of 30001
Because books.
she wants to be cremated, and have us sneak her ashes into the flowerbeds around the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland. No, she wasn't kidding
Oh, Jilli, that's perfect.
Pix - Jan 21, 2011 3:51:49 pm PST #18212 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.
Oh Jilli. That's wonderful and weird and perfect. And I'm so sorry.
Steph L. - Jan 21, 2011 3:55:20 pm PST #18213 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
We took Chloe the dalmatian to the vet tonight because she had been losing a *lot* weight despite eating all her food (which we had been increasing because she was hungry). She had also stopped drinking water about a month ago, but we soaked her dry food and she got plenty that way.
Anyway, we decided it was time, and had her put to sleep.
It was no one thing -- there wasn't renal failure, or a tumor, or anything, but just an aggregate of her gradual decline.
I know it was the best thing -- I would never want her to suffer -- but oh my god, I feel so guilty right now. HUGELY.
And I couldn't be in the room for the procedure. I went in, and was petting her, and when the doctor got the syringe out, I bolted. I couldn't watch. I'm so glad Tim was able to stay.
She was old, and declining quickly. It was time. But -- wow.
quester - Jan 21, 2011 3:56:49 pm PST #18214 of 30001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
Oh, Steph, I'm so sorry.
sarameg - Jan 21, 2011 3:57:15 pm PST #18215 of 30001
That's such a Jillimom perfect thing. She's making you sure to get to the Haunted Mansion soon.And you can cry and crack bad jokes and laugh and be in a favorite place.
Steph L. - Jan 21, 2011 3:58:08 pm PST #18216 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
We've said over and over since this past summer that we knew she didn't have a lot of time left, but still. I would never have been ready, matter when it happened.
Steph L. - Jan 21, 2011 3:59:09 pm PST #18217 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Oh, I cross-posted with Jilli -- I think that's a splendid, utterly fitting tribute to your mom. I love it.
Pix - Jan 21, 2011 3:59:21 pm PST #18218 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.
Do you think she'd be ok with scattering a pinch there and the rest elsewhere? I think that would be (in a practical, logistical sense) more doable. And I'm sure you already know this, but you and Pete and your dad are always welcome to stay with us, should you ever want to.