Dear parents-
Please, I beg of you: if we have been in each other's presence for 13 hours already today, and I was driving for 2 hours of that, PLEASE retire to your bedroom early. I need my space.
All told, it was good. They got to market and meet some of my neighbors. Mom spent all her money and had to borrow from me. Then out to visit my cousin and her family in Frederick (7th street entrance, Maria.) Very nice visit, I've always liked this cousin a lot, and I like her husband and kids too. They seem to like me as well. Then drove home, where I picked up my laptop from Apple. I love you, laptop!
Then they didn't go to bed until I mentioned it was 11 (because MK came down and kept trying to herd mom upstairs. He LOVES having someone sleep in that bed, especially since it has gotten cooler.) Mom basically ordered Dad to bed. Look, y'all. You napped in the car, I did not. I.need.to.decompress. And to sleep.
Tomorrow will be another day of stuff: brunch, then visit the Evergreen, I insist on my swim (I feel guilty taking the time from them, but honestly, I'd be a raging bitch otherwise. And they can walk to B&N as they did today, or to the lake or...), then we may go out for dinner. Or maybe I'll invite people over.
Also, the balance is shifting to me becoming a 4 cat household, IF this creature warms up to my guys. My PARENTS keep bringing the kitten up and so she's basically been free to roam whenever we're home. Which has meant Loki is becoming inured to her scariness. He backs off when she hisses, but has shown interest in her, and not in a bad way. MK still doesn't care. Devi hasn't even stalked her once tonight. I....
I still take Compazine anyway, because it's best for migraines. But they haven't had it in IV form at UCLA for a month now. It's weird. Suppose I go one day and they're out of Benadryl or Dilaudid?
sarameg has a new kitty. I am so surprised. No I'm not! Well, I hope new kitty fits in and gets to stay.
And in random news of the day, I'm watching Spooks still, and it's fun to be reminded how hard I ship Ruth and Harry. I'm just watching the ep with the bus scene. Aw.
ETA: Aw, and it also has Wes at the races with Uncle Harry and Adam. Good lord.
My family: my mother fished those disposable pedicure thongs out of the trash to make coasters. You should have SEEN the look on her face when I told her what they were.
They were washed. But still. Emblematic. We improvise.
Also, I'm afraid the cat is going to get stuck with the name Pumpkin unless I find her a home. My mother. The cat. chillin' under the futon: [link] [link]
I think I've lost my mind.
My cousin's family just got a cat named Monkey. Heh. Also, my little cousin (3!) is obsessed with Cowgirl Jessie from Toy Story, so she kept saying, " I'm
Jessie!" I was like, "HEY!
I'm
Jesse!" Also, my 9th grade cousin is almost 6 feet tall. Yikes.
Pretty Pumpkin.
Ha - three year-old must have been highly entertained by that.
I am craving chocolate.
Pumpkin!
Hey, at least you aren't naming her after a chaotic god.
Well, there is that. With my luck, should I keep her, she'll swell to the shape of a pumpkin. She give Loki a run for his money on food inhalation.
cutie cat Pumpkin!
there are accupressure wrist bands that are supposed to help with nausea. They helped me with car sickness and air sickness. I think there are those with electric pulses. I thought there was some medical evidence they are supposed to help and not random hoo-ha, but there might be others who chime in here.
Both Matt and my sister J have used the electric pulse ones for motion sickness - and they worked. my sister J is a pretty extreme case so it might be worth trying
I just reached out to pet the rescue on the futon suddenly as she was washing, and she totally flinched. Twice. Uhg. That's not from us. Uhg. She's loveyest (if you aren't another cat) and trusting and calm thing ever. Everyone at the vets' remarked on it, she was chill. But she clearly had shitty humans before.
I can hate people.
(This is me decompressing. Talking to people in the box.)
And just now when I stood up suddenly, she bolted under the couch. Uhg.