I'm ready for market early. But not as early as I could have been; I first got up at 4:45 and started to get ready for work until I remembered it was saturday. Sans alarm- that would have tipped me off what day it was. Set the alarm to go off at 7 and went back to bed, semi-successfully.

Going to be a marathon of a day. At least there is a shoulder massage in there.

And the hits keep coming, Suela. I wish I were rich; I would buy you an 8 hour massage.

I play GeoGuesser both ways, and I like it. Perfect geek game! Either way, you learn something. Although what bastard decided to put an American flag up on a house in Australia, I'd like to garrote.

SO far it's Arizona/New Mexico or Australia?

Brazil or Portugal?

And a LOT of Europe looks like Arkansas to me.

Consuela, I'm sorry things are progressing so fast. Hospice care is fantastic, but it is also purely paliative (I think I spelled that right). There is no focus on better, just out of pain. We tried home hopsice but it was too much for me to do alone and the people at the hospice care facility were the most amazing folks I've ever met. I wish I could give you a hug and take you out.

I'm awake, way too early on a Saturday. CJ had tobe dropped off at headquarters at 6am and I have to be at a meeting in the same neighborhood at 8am. So I'm hanging at Starbucks, trying to caffiene up. Home isn't THAT far away, but I know if I went home, I'd crawl back in bed and miss my meeting - that I'm partially leading.

In somewhat related news, CJ should get his license in 3 months. I am SO looking forward to that.

Suela, so sorry all this is piling on.

Sometimes I really hate me. I spent the last two days stressing about and procrastinating about taking care of something for a project with a swiftly approaching deadline. At this point it's do or die so I got up at six today, dithered for a while and got down to it. And it took me a fucking hour.

Timelies all!

Urgh, one of the cats(I'm guessing Nova) horked a hairball on my computer chair. Again.

My apartment has been invaded by a swarm of houseflies, for no reason that I can discern. I don't leave food out (except avocados and I know they're not coming from those) and there's no obvious access point that they're getting in through.

That's the worst, brenda -- I know from experience!

I think my childhood pediatrician is on the radio right now doing a local news quiz! Huh.

Left or right-hand drive helps me a lot, especially for distinguising Australia/NZ/South Africa from the US and Canada

Fiona, fucking brilliant (also big fucking fail on my part). I've never been able to remember which side of the street anyone drives on--I have to mentally get into my car, work out what the placement of the steering wheel implies, and then go from there. But I didn't know the map would look like that, even counting the countries I've been driven in. Interesting.

So we appear to be out of crisis mode. Dad reports Mom's back to her condition of a week ago, but I'm not sure how good Dad's reporting is. OTOH it lets me go running with the dog with a clearer conscience...