OTOH, my aunt's quilting circle did numerous quilts (and finished some of hers in progress) in memoriam that were given to her hospice and auctioned off to benefit her Girl Scout chapter.

That's pretty wonderful. I have a quilt my mother made for my grandmother that I keep on my bed most nights, that makes me feel close to her. I don't know what happened to her ashes, presumably my uncle has them. My other grandmother, I am honestly not certain where she was buried, there was a bizarre power struggle between my father and her second husband over that and I don't remember how it was resolved. But there's a shade of teal that always makes me think of her, among other things, so in some ways she is never far away.

I'm sorry, Dana. So much health ~ma to your mom.

Dana, I hope the medical profession steps up and takes things well in hand. Much strength to you and your family.

I don't know where anyone I know is buried except for a couple cousins who died when I was s tween--they're buried by the side of my now-dead grandmother's house. I don't know if she's joined them.

For all the funerals I've attended, I never went graveside, or even paid much attention to what happened after the ceremony. That was my goodbye, and my memorials are pictures and thoughts, mostly.

Health~ma to your mom, Dana.

I've kept favorite toys of my pets.

Tonight is invited dress for the show I've been working on this week. This director always invites about 600 of his closest friends. This audience has probably added 20 minutes to the show with laughter. C'mon people, the show should be ending now! I wanna go home!

Aw, I want you to be able to go home but 20 minutes of laughter sounds pretty good!

In less somber news, I chatted up with this absolutely gorgeous eye-candy guy in the pool tonight. I've swum with him before, and was totally demoralized, cause he's fast. Turns out, he swam competitively (his best 50 is 29s. Mine is 43. Yeah) and is a developers' PM at Lockheed, from PR, has a lovely accent, and is so so so friendly.

Now I can't objectify/resent him anymore! He has a name! We talked my timer, work shit. He was all 'we could use people like you at work! And dude, you do the whole pool length underwater like I do!' I had to tell him I LOVE working where I do, but look out for positions with us, and I only do the long lengths AFTER my main swim. He starts his workout with them. I'd die. And I'm slow.

OTOH, when I said I was slow, but I did distance, he was all "ohgawd, I cannot do that.' gave me some, I dunno, vindication? Rationalization?

It was fun.

Much ~ma for your mother, Dana.

Damn, I just got the creys out of nowhere. Okay, a where, but this tumblr is made of awesome--little girls dreaming big awesome. Just...by the time I got to this [link] I broke down in tears. Look at her little face!

Yep, I was right! 20 minutes.

I'm glad they're enjoying the show and they're fun to listen to over the monitor, but it's been a full week of 9am-11pm days. I'm beat.

Health~ma to your mother, Dana.