Timelies all!
Heard a loud crash as I was getting out of the shower and saw Nova come tearing into the bedroom. Turns out someone knocked over one of the floor lamps in the computer room.(and broke the bulb) I don't even know....
Congratulations to the class of 1999. You all proved more or less adequate.
Snyder ,'Chosen'
Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
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.
Sheryl - Dec 02, 2013 12:24:22 pm PST #13541 of 30000
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Consuela - Dec 02, 2013 12:46:31 pm PST #13542 of 30000
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Spent 90 minutes pulling weeds and pruning in the yard. Between that and the 4.5 mile run this morning (and yesterday's 20-mile bike ride), I'm wiped out. Can I just stop doing things for the rest of the day?
Sue - Dec 02, 2013 12:56:13 pm PST #13543 of 30000
hip deep in pie
I dreamt last night that someone, who I think was a Buffista, threw a knife in my direction and hit me in the shoulder blade. Yes, one of you literally stabbed me in the back.
meara - Dec 02, 2013 1:11:39 pm PST #13544 of 30000
I hear all y'all on the post-vacation stress. Not only is there too much work to do after taking last week off, and coming back from vacation means my house is a mess, but I'm freaking out realizing I only have two more weekends until I leave for Christmas. Which means two weekends to figure out what I'm buying and get it. Ack???
SuziQ - Dec 02, 2013 1:12:47 pm PST #13545 of 30000
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
We are getting down to the end of the semester and CJ is still struggling. His sensei offered to have him do homework at the dojo and work with him...just to try something different. So I sent CJ over there after school. Actually we had a long talk first and then I sent him on. He isn't happy but he is finally frustrated enough. WHY, oh WHY is it so hard to accept help (No, I have no answer to that, why should I expect him to have an answer).
Meanwhile, my tree remains bare. CJ won't be home until after 8pm and I haven't seen K-Bug for about a week. I know I need to give up on my postcard picture of us decorating it together...but geeeeeeesh, kids. This doesn't make Santa very happy...
shrift - Dec 02, 2013 1:19:22 pm PST #13546 of 30000
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Which means two weekends to figure out what I'm buying and get it. Ack???
Indeed. This is why I'm kinda ignoring my work To Do List in favor of my personal To Do List. I've done some power shopping for Christmas and listed all the things I still need to buy.
Theodosia - Dec 02, 2013 1:20:46 pm PST #13547 of 30000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
I'm glad the sensei offered to try to help -- sometimes it's easier to accept from a non-parental unit, especially when you're in the middle of trying to grow into your grownup self.
I'm definitely down with The Cold myself. Engaging zinc gum and lozenges....
Dana - Dec 02, 2013 1:26:06 pm PST #13548 of 30000
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
tommy, I think they really try to get people moving quickly after surgery these days, especially the elderly. The longer they wait, the greater the chance that they'll just lose mobility. It was the same with my grandmother when she broke her pelvis.
Juliebird - Dec 02, 2013 1:33:27 pm PST #13549 of 30000
I am the fly who dreams of the spider
Quick advice needed: I have physical therapy in a half hour and I'm ready to pass out now. Cancel or tough it out?
I suck: I cancelled.
Beverly - Dec 02, 2013 2:02:58 pm PST #13550 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
It's snowing. It isn't sticking, at least not yet, but it looks like a snowglobe out there. Pretty!
We left some important-to-us tree ornaments in NC. I was so frustrated with everybody that last Christmas there. Nobody but me seemed the least bit interested in decorating or wrapping presents. They were just sort of hanging out waiting for the food and to see what they got.
StE was always my partner in planning and prep for any holiday, and in the face of mass indifference I really missed him a lot. So much that I pulled the ornaments off the tree, didn't sort the ones we've given to each kid into separate boxes for them, scraped up a few things I wanted to take with us, but I didn't care at the time to be thorough. I don't know if the guys sorted their stuff or not. At this point I don't care. I miss the special things we left behind, but H's and my tree in the new house is sparse but pretty.