Day Two of Being An Orphan* proceeds with waiting for the relatives to decide when the funeral service will be held. My input is that we should wait till next weekend, what with the holiday travel, various of my nephews and nieces with their first week of school starting, my SiL who is a teacher ditto, and oh yeah, The Project That I've Been Working On For The Past Year Going Live.

The irony of it is that Mom would have been all apologetic for causing so much trouble to everyone. She liked a good bit of drama when things got Too Quiet maybe, but throwing major monkey wrenches into her relatives' lives, not so much.

I didn't realize how many times a day I thought about calling Mom because I really notice it now that I can't.

* Hey, I might as well milk all the sympathy I feel I should need, right?

Why didn't anyone tell me there was a mild gay pic scandal related to Teen Wolf?

Apparently Colton Hayne's lawyer has been going around telling sites to take down his personal pictures, but the pics they're talking about are from a photoshoot printed in XY Magazine. That is the sort of thing I need to be kept informed about. It's, like, in the rules.

I hadn't realized how long it had been since I'd had a quiet Sunday alone. It's rather nice, although I'm not quite sure what to do with myself. Perhaps laundry and Doctor Who.

OMG, my cousin's wedding stuff does not include a dress code. Do people not understand that I need to know things in this order: date, dress code, spouse?

I shouldn't judge, though. The picture on the save the date evite page is a straight white couple, so they're not exactly far along dressing shit up.

This is the third wedding in this generation of her family--the first wedding was a huge deal in her parents' backyard, no expenses spared, totally planned by the oldest sister (#2 was the bride). #1 had a surprise wedding (she didn't tell people that's what she was inviting them to--I didn't go--we were still really mad at her side of the family, plus also krav test), #3 had a common law marriage, and now this is #4).

I've never seen this before--they say "no gifts, but if you insist, help us with a downpayment on a house."

I'm feeling like I'll go with no gift, but I do wonder if there will be judging. Not from the brides, but...I predict judging.

I'm hungry. I also have zero food in the house. Yes, these things may be related. I really need to suck it up and go to the grocery store.

Theo, while I hadn't spoken to my mother for years before she died, it was world-wobbling to realize I was a person without parents. Like being on the front-line of life without someone to potentially hide behind.

(Is this why people cringe when I mention that my uncle-in-law loves me best and bought me a creme brûlée torch? I am very safe with it.)

Pete is still appalled that my parents gave me a crime brûlée torch for Christmas. He feels they, of all people, should have known better.

I'm hungry. I also have zero food in the house. Yes, these things may be related. I really need to suck it up and go to the grocery store.

If I lived where you do, I would totally use that as an excuse for chicken and waffles.

I bought CJ a creme brûlée torch and I still shake my head at myself. But it means if I buy the ingredients, he will make creme brûlée.

I don't have a creme brulee torch. But I also don't make creme brulee. Not sure which direction is the causal relatioship, though.

What kind of mint is in mojitos? I mean, if I were to grow it myself? It's after Labor Day, almost, so there's a mojito set at the thrift store, and I have spearmint from the farmer's market.