tommyrot, glad it's just cysts. My whole family has cystic skin; it's annoying but not dangerous.

Maria, may the letter be something simple that doesn't require much from you.

Do you want to see it, Amy? I'm pretty sure you've seen lemonparty--that wouldn't faze you. 2 girls 1 cup? I'm really out of the loop. I haven't been keeping up with the grossout sites over the past couple years.

My browser just crashed, which isn't the worst thing in the world. But when it restarted, ALL THE TABS DIDN'T COME BACK, which is. That's easily fifteen tabs per window, min, three windows. I maybe only remember ten of those sites, and obviously those weren't the ones I was hanging onto. Curses.

I'm good, thanks. The description alone was horrifying enough.

That's easily fifteen tabs per window, min, three windows.

For real? I only ever have one window open, and at the most maybe six tabs. Otherwise it's too much. Wow, that sounds weird.

I have a main window, with b.org, and links I open from here, the gawker sites, and those links, able minds, and then any link I open from email. Then I have a fanfic window, with deancastiel, a couple favourite authors on ff.net, AO3, and some rec lists that are updated moderately frequently, and any fanfics I opened and haven't read yet. And then there's a tumblr window, with my main tumblr dashboard, and then the unending web of tumblrs I open when (admittedly half-assedly) chasing down references.

And that's if I'm not shopping or researching anything.

Oh! And fanart. I have fanart trails open in the main window too. I should re-open deviantart. Glad I remembered.

I usually have 10-20 tabs open, myself.

At one point I had 93 tabs open in Chrome. I've since pared down.

Owen had an awesome birthday. Dinner at his favorite Mexican restaurant, cupcakes at school and we went swimming at the Y this evening. This weekend: Lego store in the Mall of America.

I am very, very happy with the way I've turned out at 41. Not what I planned when I was in my 20s but still not bad. I'm glad I found derby and in spite of being overweight and probably pre-diabetic, I feel AWESOME and more in shape than I've ever been.

Who needs some cuteness? Here! [link] (dog helps nurse injured piglet back to health)

For full disclosure, I have 30-40 links saved open in Chrome, but that thing is a *dog*. I cannot keep it open in the background without everything else grinding to a halt. So I only open it when I need to follow those threads. Firefox and Safari are not reliable for saving open tabs. This is the *first* time Opera has ever lost mah shit, and I've been doing this overloading for years. I'm startled.

I had a separate 40 or so open on my PC too, but that was seriously just a symptom of a chaotic mind, so I bookmarked or read all of those. Still have a chaotic mind, though.

I feel pretty strongly about wills, too.

I’ve had a will since I got married the first time when I was 25; my ex-husband had lost his father to ALS when he was still in high school, so he’d been through it firsthand. I updated to a trust (despite my total lack of assets) after the divorce. ND had never done a will, but after his dad passed a few years ago, he realized how important it was. It was such a painful and difficult legal process even WITH a will. We created a trust together (with living wills and power of attorney) this past year.

I actually had to have a fight with my parents (both, individually) about getting a will done. My dad had the “You’re my only daughter and I’m divorced so you’ll get everything anyway” attitude, and it took me really putting my foot down and giving him a loving “no really Dad, you don’t understand how much harder my life will be” smack down before he finally got it done. My mom wasn’t opposed to getting one done but in typical Pix’s Mom-ADD fashion, kept putting it off. She, too, finally got it done after we Had a Talk. Getting a will done is truly one of the kindest, most loving things a person can do for his or her family.

I’m so sorry that you’re having to deal with a lack of will in addition to the grief and trauma, Maria.