I am so oppressed by my be-pants-ified workplace.
Angelus ,'Damage'
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.
YAY Mac!
Consueala, my Grandmother was adamant she did not want to go into assisted living EVER. And my Aunt Jo and Mom (and eventually her other sibs) worked hard to keep her at home. But eventually Aunt Jo started to have health problems from the stress and it became too much so they got her in an assisted living place. Grandma would call Aunt Jo dozens of times a day saying she was in a weird hospital and it was time for to leave and whatnot.
But it turned out to be the best thing for everyone. Aunt Jo got her life and health back, my Grandma flourished in a way no one thought would happen.
Prior to this Mom was all "I never want to be in a nursing home!" and after going through this experience she now wants a nice assisted living place where we can visit.
re: the Nevermore cast. This bit of the article made me snort out loud:
On a different note, this solves the mystery of that Neil Gaiman tweet from a few weeks back (“On the good side I was just sent a cast list with James McAvoy, Ben. Cumberbatch, Christopher Lee, Anthony Head and Bernard Cribbins on it.“) that had people wondering what project he could possibly be referring to. Which he didn’t tell us until now. Because he’s Neil Gaiman, and there’s something of the troll about him.
Time to dig out my Nevermore dvds.
Aw, Mac! msbelle, that's awesome. Good for both of you!
Both my parents had a horror of "the workhouse," which is what retirement homes and long-term care were called when they were children. They were indeed places of horror, where old people whose families couldn't afford to keep them were sent to languish with appalling levels of care until they died. We kept my dad at home for eight years. It was misery, and none of us were happy, though suffused with the self-approval of martyrdom. Had I known, he would have been in a clean, supervised environment, given his meds on a reliable schedule, fed a diet appropriate for his needs, and in a place where the stimulation of many other people would have kept him engaged and content. I still regret it.
Mom resisted for far too long, and finally, on advice of her doctor, she never came home from a bout in the hospital. She went to a convalescent center, and from there to a lovely care residence. She complained once about the staff being bossy to her. But she blossomed there. Everybody loved her. She'd always been such a flirt, and they responded to that, and she just relaxed into their care. It was such a change for her to smile when she saw me, rather than get out her list of things wrong with her life that I was to blame for, and my responsibility to fix.
May you have a similar outcome, 'Suela.
Yay mac!
Cute foxes, cold offices, I am drinking oolong tea and trying to get myself to grade. oops.
I just got mac for a few days over winter break at his summer day camp place. Now I am filling out the forms to max out my FSA funds for the year.
I still need to put in for 3.5 hours of vacation some time in the next month, or lose it. I DO NOT lose vacation. hells no.
Also awesome is that he KNOWS this stuff is much more important to me than the grades, and he was so very very proud of himself.
That is wonderful to hear.
I had big work motivation this morning and powered through all the work I had plotted out for today. And now I'm stuck awaiting responses from folks with not much to do. And that motivation seems to have run away.
Go Mac, that is so wonderful. And yes, I'm with you on the comments being the big focus.
Go Mac, that's fantastic!
You guys, I am so excited about that Neverwhere cast list, it's kind of ridiculous. And it made me realize that I don't have the original version of the audiobook on my iPod, so I need to fix that tonight.