and HEALTHCARE AND I CAN MARRY MY GIRLFRIEND AND KISS MY FREEDOM ASS.

NTLBSB!

Yay!

With the same-sex marriage ruling, and the ACA ruling, and the Confederate flags coming down, it's been a good week for sitting back with popcorn and throwing confetti at the virtual parades of happy queers and hippie commie socialists.

Yes, this is a very good week. I don't normally engage my brother, but I can't help myself. So good to have so much to celebrate.

It is, right?

Dana, I hope today is better.

I hope today is better for a lotta folks. Pragmatically, I seem destined to stew gently in my own juices. I moved to PNW to *escape* summer! Where's my fog and rainy chill, huh?

You know, in my misspent yout', I read a short story (author mislaid, sorry) where the winds blew constantly, west to east, and the small population of humans left on earth ran with the wind, foraging for whatever food they could find before the wind scoured it all away. That story was a big old Ghost of Christmas Future, pointing a bony finger at human shortsightedness and refusal to deal with climate change. I see the terribly low snowpack and lack of rain here this year as a harbinger of things to come, only more immediate by geography than floods and killer storms in places they haven't been before. And realistically, there isn't anywhere else to move. The whole globe is involved, and noplace is going to be safe, or hospitible, in a very scarily short span of time.

Um. On the positive side? I have fresh peaches and cherries with yogurt for lunch, and H is making coconut cream pie for dinner dessert. That's pretty damn positive, right? Live for the moment!

Today is a good day. Except the part where I keep thinking it's Saturday and it's confusing me. My day has gone - it's Saturday. Oh no wait it's Friday. 15 minutes later. I really need to make a phone call but it's Saturday. 15 minutes later...oh wait it's Friday. Okay right after this I'll make the call.

Then I didn't make any calls mostly because I have anxiety about the calls but also because my brain keeps getting stuck on Saturday.

Other than that I feel better than I have since the Lamictal was increased. Not feeling as fuzzy headed and dulled down. Actually having energy to do things. Not that I did much but I noticed stuff "oh wow the dishes have really piled up." and then I washed like 3. It's a start.

Not sleeping great but I'm sure that will come. I don't know. I'm trying not to repost everything I see on Facebook but I want to.

I'm feeling like a bit of a selfish jerk right now. I just made a conscious choice not to invite someone to go out to dinner with a bunch of us for my birthday this weekend. I feel bad because her husband has had some health issues lately and I think they could both probably stand a night out, but going by her FB feed, I don't really want to spend time with her right now at least not in a group. I feel like in a smaller group, conversation could be steered to non-incite-y topics, but I'm afraid in a group setting it would get at least awkward, if not ugly. And while I will have both righty and lefty friends at this dinner, I feel like everyone else will behave (no discussing politics or religion, as they say), but I'm not confident that she could be trusted not to say anything, well, jerk-y. I should note, I very much doubt that they will know that there was a dinner they weren't invited to. Maybe if I offered to take them to lunch or dinner one day next week I'd stop feeling like a jerk?

And ION, my mother is coming home from the rehab facility tonight. So my life's not my own quite yet, but it will be at least a teensy bit better since I won't have to spend every night visiting and can actually spend some time at home as a change for the less exhausting (knock on wood - see, I learned my lesson!)

IOON, I'm amused to note that the computer recognizes "teensy" as a word.

And now I should get going on the half million errands I need to run before I go pick her up from the rehab facility.

I'm glad your mom's coming home, Epic.

I'm glad your mom's coming home, too, Epic.

And I don't think you're being a jerk, if the reason you couldn't invite this person is because she wouldn't be able to keep from angering people at your birthday dinner. (I have a couple friends who I make sure not to mix with my other friends. Sometimes you have to Prattkeep your friends.)

Totally agreeing with Zenkitty. Your celebration is, dare I say it, for YOU! There is no room for guilt when you are planning an enjoyable event. If you feel compelled to do something nice for them, I'd vote for a hot dish on some other night.

Northerner help me out. Is it "hot dish" or "hotdish"?

Wait, Jesus (sorry, watched a lot of Black church, today) Juliana is expecting?!?!?!?!?!??!

Juliana, I don't even know who the other half of your "We" is, but mazel tov.