I'm babysitting today. I played Candy Land for the first time in ages. G is alternating between hyper and whiny.

Iced tea:

Congratulation Anne!

Huge congrats, Anne!

Why do I go on Facebook? Why?! I have someone who once took a course on gender trying to teach me about feminist sociology. Not very well, and not having read anything (and therefore believing that sexualisation of the media is nice and empowering, but with no reference to evidence, research or sense). I wanted to say I had just given a C to a paper that read like her rant, but decided to go away instead.

LOVE reading the great news about Anne and Ginger!

omnis, here's [link] a design for someone with a small space and a bazillion dollars. Some parts of it could be done by a person with ambitions of Ikea hacking, though. Having seen pictures, your idea of hiding the bed somewhat makes sense, because you're going to want to use that room with all the windows for more than a bedroom. Bookshelves used to make two "rooms" is one idea.

(Why, yes, redesigning someone else's place is much more interesting than what I need to be doing.)

I used to have a murphy bed in my studio and it was very comfy and easy to store. [link]

Congratulations, Anne!

And Ginger, um. Congratulations on four new tires? And steady stream of red blood cell~ma till (and past!) the new test date.

Congrats, Anne!!!

And, go Ginger with the tires and the red blood cells! Go, red blood cells, WIN!

Congratulations, Anne! You rock.

Ginger, yay for increased red blood cells, and tons of ~ma coming your way for the scan on Monday. (Sorry about the tires...)

Whoo. It's quiet in here.

I really should be going to bed but I'm vexing over something I need to say to a good friend who is probably not going to get it.

Please skip if you not in the mood for whiny bitching.

She's lovely, a super active 70 year old who recently introduced me to green apple sake. I don't really drink, but this stuff is the bomb.

She is the one who encouraged me to become the doggy lama, even to the extent of paying for a class she really wanted me to take. (It was rubbish, but she felt good about being so supportive)

She lends me her car whenever it is free and, in general, is super supportive.

The upsetting thing is that she has turned 'claiming her independence' (after a crappy military marriage that she feels deeply scarred by) into 'not giving a shit about how anyone feels.' It's selfish and, frankly, embarrassing. I can let it slide when she says cavalier things to me, but I've seen her do it in front of others and I feel bad for her.

At the moment, she is taking me for granted...like whoa...as her go-to cat sitter when she travels...which is a lot. She's cut down a bit after I complained the last time, but Monday she said,"Oh, didn't I tell you I'm going to this conference?"

It's 18 days. She leaves day after tomorrow.

She thought she had mentioned it to me.

You will notice in that sentence that there is a distinct lack of asking if I will/want to do it. It's assumed that, because 'no one else can do it', I will. Because, you know...I always do. And, besides, it's no big deal.

I don't know about how other people feel about pet sitting, but it IS a big deal to me. Super stressful, even though the cat is only a block away. What if I forget, or something happens to her (she's old)?

It's not that I can't or won't do it...and I get use of the car, which is helpful sometimes...but lord. I'd like to be asked.

If I refer her to the pet services company I work with, it would cost her $720 (I go twice per day). It's not a small favor.

Blech.