I kind of want to go to bed right now, I'm wiped out. It's not even 8:30.

So I started my day with an epiphany that I needed to move on my beer consulting (or whatever) dream in 2013 and got all riled up about it, and had a good productive therapy session (in which that was discussed) and then the news that we closed on the damn house... I was flying high, and now I am CRASHED.

I hope I can get a decent marketable idea to get some traction on this beer consultant dream.

cereal to add that Tom has been running around all evening picking stuff up and organizing stuff, which makes me feel even more tired.

cereal to add that Tom has been running around all evening picking stuff up and organizing stuff, which makes me feel even more tired.

"It's not like that makes up for his blatant vanity-casting" is where my tired brain went first.

If he'd like something charitable that's sort of personal there are various parishes that got whapped by Sandy and are having fund-raisers. They surely have prayers and whatnot too, maybe he'd get into helping them spiritually as well.

Ooh, that's great, thanks Trudy!!

My siblings and I have often gone in on gifts together, so I'll check with my sister, but she's been buying him tickets to a baseball or basketball game, the past couple years, to go with him. But since I wouldn't be able to go with it's not quite the same...

That's so ridiculously frustrating. Does it help that at least your sister is in it with you, that she can validate that yes, you aren't crazy and your mother really DID do and say the things she claims to not remember?

Absolutely.

Yeah, she had this big hug&grow&learn&cry bond-o-rama planned and you went and made it about actual stuff.

Yeah. She was the only one crying.

Oh, and when we were teenagers, sometimes, after she'd say something about what we were eating or how much we weighed, one of us would say, "Mom, stop it. You're going to make us anorexic." She'd reply, "No, people in this family like food too much to ever be anorexic. Bulimic, maybe." She still thinks this is funny.

She still thinks this is funny.

::facepalm::

Nora, that is exciting! I would love to hear more and maybe help you brainstorm and stuff.

one of us would say, "Mom, stop it. You're going to make us anorexic." She'd reply, "No, people in this family like food too much to ever be anorexic. Bulimic, maybe." She still thinks this is funny

That's totally humor in my family--I think at least one of us has said almost exactly that! But probably because my mom didn't harp so much on food/calories/weight.

I would love to hear more and maybe help you brainstorm and stuff.

that would be great! Thankfully, I wrote down some thoughts before crashing. (I cannot believe how drained I feel right now, it is crazy.)

I feel like I am suddenly whammied by the flu, in that I felt fine this morning, and by 2 or 3 I was really achy and had the chills and my throat hurt. NO, ILLNESS! I REJECT YOU!

So I just feel ill and whiny, and Tim keeps clomping around the house (hardwood floors) in high-heeled boots and then keeps talking to me, when I just want to feel unwell and pout in exile.

It's possible I'm loopy on cold meds at this point.