Got an email today from the BYU Art Gallery saying an exhibit Hubby and I had attended last year was in its last weeks. I remembered we'd wanted to go back to that a few times when it was less crowded, and I wondered why we hadn't or checked for new exhibits, then I remembered Hubby didn't know he had cancer then and wasn't systematically destroying his immune system, so we could go out in crowds more. And I went down the rabbit hole of exhibits we might not go to again, and, well . . .
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Okay, so tomorrow is my birthday, not a fun number and no big deal.
HOWEVER, apparently there is something called "AwesomeCon." Which, one can only assume is, dare I say it, awesome.
It's actually within walking distance if the weather is nice.
I've never been to a con. Somehow, the prospect makes me nervous, like I'll never be cool enough, and practical considerations such as GERMS.
I'm torn. Seriously torn.
Oh Connie. What a terrible rabbit hole to be in.
Whatever virtual comfort would be acceptable, I'm sending it.
My friend who just had an esophageal tumor removed and a huge portion of his digestive tract resectioned has had those moments recently too.
I feel so impotent in offering good wishes. That doesn't seem enough.
Laura,
I would have designed something from their templates, but my work computer lacks a plug - in.
{{{Connie}}}
I found another hand control installer close by, but he said he had trouble fixing the hand controls I currently have because he can't get the parts. He wants to sell me a completely new system for $1100.
Laura, tell me again where you are located.
Delray Beach, FL. I think I would have to get something locally because of the time line. Last moment Laura. I'm thinking something like the political signs would be quick. Just a teaser. It would also force me to get the website done since that address would be listed. Not all the pages are done. But I can manage that. eta: there is an instasign close enough. I will likely put up the website address later for Buffista advice. Not done yet.
The real real estate sign won't be here until Monday.
sj, clearly a cupcake, or two, is appropriate.
Oh Connie, that is tough. Let yourself have some time. You can't be strong all the time.
Bonny = awesome, therefore clearly you need to go to the Con. Bring some hand wipes.
Thanks, Laura. I stopped at one, but I really wanted the entire half dozen. I have to be at the hospital at 7 AM for fertility testing, and then we're supposed to head to Mom's for Easter weekend. I'm not really feeling like going anymore.
Bonny = awesome, therefore clearly you need to go to the Con. Bring some hand wipes.
This.
I know that rabbit hole well.
Trust me, Bonnie. You are way cooler than most of the people at the con.
Ah, the mid-afternoon hot flash. To be matched by the wee hours of the morning hot flash, almost exactly 12 hours later. But I haven't had a period in months. So far I'm OK with this.