Um. I think I found my father: [link]

At least he wasn't married when I was born?

He has the name my mother told me, and he was the executive vice president of a company she worked for, so it seems likely.

I couldn't find hi before because I was searching the death index for the year I was born- which is when my mother told me he died. Although I thought she might be lying, I couldn't narrow it down between three likely Joseph Rapones. Ancestry.com just added links to city directories, and I found one who worked for a news company like she did, and then I googled.

I also just realized that the time she offered to tell me all about him, and I refused, was probably when he died.

Wow, Sophia. How is this knowledge sitting with you? Are you okay?

I am OK, I think. A little weirdly teary, which is unexpected. If this is the man, which seems likely unless my mother used his name just to give me a name, I am pretty amused that he was so athletic that it was on his tombstone. Also, I think I found a son of his (per his obit, he raised 5 children as a widower) is an athletic director at a semi-local school. Nurture versus nature, I guess, as my mother an I are so unathletic as to be ridiculous.

I would love to see a picture of them to see if there is any resemblance, although I take after my mother very strongly, so I doubt it.

Oh, what am I thinking, I'll never put in that amount of effort. I need to stop complaining about how I don't look all put together when I will never ever be willing to put in the time to do it.

Yeah, this is me. *sigh* I *want* to be all elegant and polished, but I'd rather sleep in than spend an hour in the morning fixing my hair.

I wet my hands and run them through my hair to get rid of bedhead.

I've started doing this too. Finger-comb with wet hands, and then spritz with some spray-on leave-in product because of the humidity. My hair looks better the less I fuss with it, and brushing it is right out. It doesn't look *perfect* but it's got that tossed-about look. At least I tell myself that.

"two moms would freak them out." um. okay?

How fucking sad for them.

Um. I think I found my father

Wow, Sophia. I was going to ask if you're ok, but you already answered that. It's kind of a gut punch, isn't it, to know for sure, even though you already knew.

Timelies all!

Some days my hair routine is: wash, brush out tangles with flat brush(sometimes I use de-tangling conditioner, sometime I just wet the brush). Other days it is: remove bobby pin from top knot, finger comb. Either way, it only takes a couple minutes, even at the length it's at.

Kat,

how do you feel about the woman's assessment of that neighborhood? Are you going to pursue living there in spite of the blunt assessment or will you look elsewhere?

FWIW, I think either response is appropriate, I'm just curious.

Sophia, that's kinda. Huh.

So I bought a hamper sorta like this: [link] (except it is a quarter of a circle, not square) in order to not find my laundry in one room on the floor and the basket in another (net popup hamper= kitty playground!)

So I go upstairs and Loki is in the new hamper, battling Pumpkin on the outside. I think I have to officially give up.

And now I should do something productive. Meh. I've been up since 7, just listening to the radio.

RIP Richard Dawson!

I loved you on "Family Feud" when I was a child. You were the one true host.

Aw. I always loved him on Match Game, too. And Hogan's Heroes.

Interesting nurse today. Could not work out who she reminds of. Very informative without being condescending. She just finished explaining some of the science behind analgesia, including some stuff I didn't know.

And she's on my side. She went to bat for my second dose of painkillers over the doctor's reticence.

She's also recommended some books (like sff, not medical), and I hope I repaid her in kind with Steven Brust.

Nice lady.