She's now telling me anecdotes about her (younger) sister each time she comes in. It's really sweet, and therefore sad.

How creepy would it to tell her I know a patient of hers? Was it for Grace or the kidney stone?

It was Grace -- just tell her that she had two moms and a trache and a pneumonia and the moms didn't want to go to Sanata Monica.

Also, we've decided that if Grace ever needs to go to the ER again, we're going straight to Santa Monica because the wait time is nothing and its the same staff.

Our pear tree is crazy. I might make this [link]

I used to do Santa Monica, when we'd just replaced the ER, because people didn't know about the increased capacity yet. But that soon levelled out, and there wasn't an effective difference in time anymore. The staff was nice, but my migraine doctor seems to have a shade more authority here. I take what I can get. Also, privacy. Only one shared room here.

The shift changed before I could mention you, Next time, next time.

Our pear tree is crazy. I might make this [link]

Ooh, that looks good. I've been making excellent gingery crisps (peach, apple, pear), but hadn't thought of maple.

Apparently 10 am at TJs on a Sunday is Dad Shops with Kids.

I fixed my car! OK, it was a little thing- the screw holding the armrest pocket/window controls inset thingy's plastic punched out/through, so it rattled and I was in danger of pulling the whole assembly off. So a couple of washers and a new screw, and it is all secured again. Inordinately proud of that.

I was going to take on my deck door overhang, but now rain is predicted and I can't caulk, so.

I managed to get a huge crack in my windshield just a couple weeks after spending $600 on the car. Argh.

Trying to do about 80 things today...we will see how many get done, but the one that might drop is the one thing that shouldn't because today is the last day to redeem the groupon. Oops.

in 53 years I've been alive, nobody in my family thought to mention that they saw the Hindenburg go down. O.o

Hah! I just found out that my dad saw the Hindenburg go overhead on its last voyage. He grew up in Hackensack, I think.

Spent a long time with the folks yesterday; for once we had a reasonable conversation about the move, without any yelling. (She is still afraid and can't remember having seen the place, but she wasn't hysterical.) Sorted through Mom's jewelry, much of which is crap, but she has some old pieces from her mother, so I took a few to the jeweler to get cleaned & repaired.

Then climbing & pizza/salad/beer with a friend, then Dr. Who & bed. This morning we did another long run in the woods on a route we hadn't done before. And yay it was over 4 miles, which is great.

And now I have to fill out forms for my parents, and do laundry. Woot for Sundays.

I was looking at the tv listings tonight and it seems that ABC and CBS are trying to battle for my soul.

ABC: Once Upon a Time, Revenge, 666 Park Avenue

CBS: Amazing Race, Good Wife, Mentalist

Fingers remaining crossed for your parents, Consuela. Alas, she may well not remember that she agreed and was reassured many times, but it will be worth it, even if you have to feel like a bully before its over. (You're really NOT. Sometimes, even when somebody is yelling and crying and whatnot, you are being the best child possible under the circumstances.)

I am SO glad that Mom got into Ann's Choice (an "independent living community"), as I feel it gave her some extra years in comfort and safety with the support she needed.

Next weekend is another marathon cleanout session in her PA apartment, which at least has the bonus of together time with family I love very much.