Yeah, sad. Also Hector Macho Camacho!
Yeah. He's my hero.
Mal ,'The Train Job'
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jesse - Nov 24, 2012 4:04:50 am PST #1950 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
msbelle - Nov 24, 2012 4:33:04 am PST #1951 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
man, this sleeping in stuff is AWESOME. Can one of y'all win the power ball and just send me a stipend? I am pretty cheap.
on the to-do list today:
yard-work this morning (pre-shower), specifically the front flowerbeds .
wash the bed linens
vacuum the bedroom
spot-treat the hall carpet
grocery shop
get out either outdoor Christmas stuff or tree.
So happy that in addition to the 2 bags of books we sold yesterday ($12), I listed 7 books on Amazon and one of them has already sold. good stuff.
If I am really ambitious, I might get down curtains and wash them and measure for a new curtain rod.
Theodosia - Nov 24, 2012 5:04:24 am PST #1952 of 30001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
Today: taking things to charity, then some non-festive salvaging at the Shore house. However, over breakfast there was wholesale reminiscing with uncle, aunt and one brother.
Laura - Nov 24, 2012 5:20:12 am PST #1953 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
my aunt always said my Mom remembered the past with rose-colored binoculars, very selective memory about only the good bits. Compartmentalizing may be how she could survive in one piece
I do this; I was taught by my mother. I know it and don't intend to change. My memory is bad anyway, so it isn't that tough. I remember the birth days and anniversaries, but I could not tell you a single death anniversary, not even my late husband or father. The month and year, but I managed to forget the date. My dad I would have to do the math to get the year because I do know how old I was. It serves me no purpose to remember bad stuff.
If I manage to remember all the joys and forget the heartbreaks of raising my kids as I age I will call it a win. Not saying it works for all, but it works for me.
JZ - Nov 24, 2012 5:34:18 am PST #1954 of 30001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Today: Mail off eBay sales, visit the local playground in hopes of seeing classmates or possibly a church acquaintance who visits often and has a brand-new baby sister whose toes I have not yet had the pleasure of sampling, and go to the Randall Museum to say hello to the barn owl and the hawk with a hurt wing and pat the bunnies.
Also mending, but that's less fun than bunny-pats.
Jesse - Nov 24, 2012 5:42:11 am PST #1955 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh yeah, I forgot about selling books! Will try that today. Also go to the library to finally get a new library card! And really, I'll get going any minute now.
brenda m - Nov 24, 2012 5:54:11 am PST #1956 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
A friend's FB status this morning, in a very Buffista vein:
A statue of Mary led to this Unitarian attempting to explain Christianity to Sam. He wanted to know when Mary lived, and I said it was during the time of the Roman Empire. "Wait," said Sam, "roaming vampires?"
I tried to explain the Roman Empire by comparisons to the Star Wars mythos. "Darth Vader is really Scott Walker," Sam said. Sometimes I wonder if I'm doing lasting damage...
(He meant "Skywalker," but I was still VERY proud.)
§ ita § - Nov 24, 2012 5:55:18 am PST #1957 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Today I need to finish assembling the bits of my outfit for the wedding. I think that's all. I could cook too, I guess.
Jesse - Nov 24, 2012 6:15:21 am PST #1958 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
That's hilarious, brenda.
Nora Deirdre - Nov 24, 2012 6:21:23 am PST #1959 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
We are visiting friends with a dog that is on her last legs. She has a huge tumor in her stomach/lung area but is still eating. It's hard to see, though I'm glad to spend time with Josie. We've been here since Wednesday and I don't quite know if we should give them their space and get a hotel room tonight (I've spoken to both of them letting them know that we understand if they would like their house back) or if they might need friendship support, or what. It's hard.