You really are a good friend, Erin.

erika, FFS, that is several entries on the list of Shit You Do Not Need, Ever.

Vodka, splash of grenadine, peach juice, cream, Sierra Mist = an excellent beverage.

erin, that is awful. If you want to tell or email what part of Arkansas it is, I may have friends who can give you some 1st person info.

erika, I am so sorry you have to deal with that bullshit. On all kinds of levels. People just...astound me.

Hot Springs? They're are Mercy Hospital Hot Springs and do have plenty of folks w/ wheels around so they aren't confined to what is within walking distance. And apparently tho his shoulder replacement surgery went really well now there's something happening with his hip and they might be there even longer :( Any rec's from localistas would be super welcome. At least there's a subway nearby and apparently he actually likes Chilis so that's a teeny bonus.

So I could use some no Cancer~ma for my dad.

He keeps getting pre cancerous spots frozen off his face and ear, but the place on his ear has come back several times and finally came back weird enough to warrant a biopsy. The actual biopsy was last week, he just never told me about it. Otherwise I'd be asking sooner.

askye, sending cancer~ma to your father.

~ma!

erin, that is just awful, and you are a wonderful friend.

askye, tons of ~ma to your dad! Hope it's just a particular persistent but benign spot.

erika, I remain massively thankful that if my mom's side of the family is on fb, they haven't tried to friend me. I cringe and eyerolle on your behalf.

erin, I just sent a text to my friend. Not sure if Hot Springs is his expertise, but he knows people. If he can help I'll let you know!

So Steph -I stumbled on to Bob's Burgers tonight and it was the first episode I watched.

I've been so wrong not watching this before now. I need to get Will to watch this too.

Thanks!!

And wow, i totally flipped out like a mammal earlier today at work (and shockingly, when i used that phrase my coworkers just looked at me blankly as tho it wasn't Something Said.) With the background of friend's mom's very recent tragic passing...my own mother hadn't been returning my calls. Which is super wierd for her, usually she calls ME three times a wk and then complains on how long it takes me to respond. Her birthday was Thursday so of course I called her but she didn't answer, no biggie. But then she didn't call back later that day. Odd, but nothing to be worried over. Three days and multiple voicemails and txt msgs later I got legitimately worried. So worried that I called her neighbors (the ones who have a key) but they didn't answer. Then I tried calling her sister in MD, again voicemail. Then I took a break about 30 minutes into my shift to call her local police to ask them to check on her...mostly for a car check. I figured if her car was gone, then she was on a li'l vacation without cell phone service and I could chill the fuck out. Awesome Fairfax police require a bloody teletype from my local police to affirm that I am who I say I am (?!?!) and that i'm not some crazy stalker person bent on harrassing her mother via police. Now, rational me gets that every police agency is different. Exhausted, emotionally anguished daughter me wanted to cut someone and after finishing the call as politely as possible I burst into fully hysterical tears at the outrageousness of having to take one of our police ofcrs away from actual crimes to deal with this.

The advantage here to working at a 911 dispatch center is that a supervisor immediately whisked me into the office, handed me tissues, and Made Things Happen. Phone calls were made, information was exchanged, i took a walk and then put myself on kitchen patrol for a bit while I calmed down enough to consider doing my job without killing people. She txtd me, I called her, everything was fine she just lost my voicemails with all the excitement of birthday then graduation shennanigans and was rather mortified to have a cop knock on her door! So everything all fine except, apparently, my sanity because I hit a well and then slammed through it like the cool aid guy. Good new is this is my friday so next three days off work so I can catch up on my sleep while still spending the evenings doing and overly complicated puzzle with my BFF.