LOVE that last pic! ROWR!

Happy Mother's Day to all those called by that name, as well as all of my fellow Buffistas male and female that I know to mother and nurture on a regular basis.

Oh, Laura. You said it better than I ever could.

So, via Twitter, I found three guys I lost touch with 20 years ago, who used to be in the same loose collective of writers as me. So of course we all followed each other. Oh, how great to hear from you again!

And now I remember. One guy is just flat boring, one guy is relentlessly cheerful and refuses to "allow anything negative" in his life including his friends' hard times, and one guy stirs up shit just to watch the water boil. I almost got into a heated discussion with him last night, but I realized that he was saying things he probably didn't even mean just to poke at me, and disengaged before he could make me mad.

Lesson learned. The people who aren't in my life anymore are gone because I didn't want to continue our association. I should stop whinging about how I let so many friendships slide, and try to remember WHY I let them slide. I just wish I could unfollow these guys, but that would be rude, and weird after just getting back in touch.

No, you totally can just unfollow them. Put in your life what you want in your life.

Well, I managed to waste my morning. Ate some empanadas, coffee, listened to the radio. Oh! My car started with nary a hesitation. Twice! I think I'll give Loki some outside time and then walk over the catsit.

I'd at least unfollow the purposefully button-pushing one. Life's too short, you know?

Happy Mother's Day to all those called by that name, as well as all of my fellow Buffistas male and female that I know to mother and nurture on a regular basis.

What Laura said, better than I could!

Happy Mother's Day to all the Buffistas to whom that could apply. Me, I made my sister breakfast after a long run in the hills (during which she got contact dermatitis from god-knows-what along the trail, and now has hives all over her legs). After I shower, I shall go get some strawberries to make strawberry shortcake for my folks.

It's a tossup whether Mom even knows it's Mother's Day, but I'm sure she'll be getting phone calls.

Yesterday we bathed her (which was quite the workout) and took away all her shoes, because it seems apparent that the shoes are part of the reason for the pressure sore on her foot. I need to find some cute slippers for her.

Oh, man, speaking of social media, I just finally twigged to what my students are doing. They all have these really clean cut facebook profiles, that I think they set up through the school. With, like, their official school photo as the photo. Only they never use them, but they're still active and look active. But they all have other profiles, which are the ones I've friended. With different names. And those are the ones with all the real deal stuff going on that I'm always, "filter me!" about.

But I finally looked at their friendslist, and they are using the other profile as the filter entirely. ALL the adults and staff members are friended under the old profiles.

Because I kept thinking to myself, man, since the (boarding) school is so strict, I can't believe that they're not responding to some of the stuff going on in the kids' lives that they post on facebook. Or just to the sheer volume of posting. But they're not seeing it. They're seeing a few edited posts once every couple of weeks, and so when they hear the kids talk about facebook, that's what they think they're talking about.

I am literally the only adult and non-Native person on a couple of those lists. I mean, I should be pleased that they trust me enough to friend me on their "real" profiles.

But they didn't tell me they were doing that, so I may have just outed them when I tagged them in their cigar box guitar posts! Oops.

Happy female parent day! However you define female and however you define parenting, have an amazing day.

I need to work out how to phrase that better before I talk to my mother. She's not as in to self-defining as I am. Oops.

Liese, that's a weird space, isn't it? You are an adult and technically an outsider, and you see what they're not showing to people who are properly either of the above--and you have to work out how not to a) break trust b) contradict your own principles and concerns. Because sometimes you're adult for a good reason. Well, be flattered...not even that. You earned this. Feel good about that. It's not lightly given.

Is it fitting revenge that I'm trying to convert Nurse W. Woo to Supernatural? She loves the S7 Leviathan storyline, not least of all because I know how to phrase it for her, but the key thing is she likes it because she thinks it's the truth. I wish I could work out a) what the crowning payoff should be and b) how to be there to see it.

Put in your life what you want in your life.

Sage!

Now I need to work out a Norman Reedus picture for my sister. I don't like using the grid method to reproduce likenesses, because I haven't worked out how to keep my style in the picture, but I've not been able to get a good likeness of him freehand yet, so...

Right! Time to call my female parent. I never did draw for her, so maybe I'll ask her what she'd like. Poor sis has been travelling so hard she hasn't done anything for Mum. But it will be worked out, even if it's hugs and a meal out. Because that's still a win