No Kate, she's just (apparently) asleep. No tubes, just oxygen and morphine. I feel like she would be so glad to get so much sleep! She often insists that she did not sleep one wink!

Portraits painted with coffee on old (like from the 20s and 30s) ledger paper.

Sending you love, Jesse. That's a beautiful image of your Gramdma having a chance to rest.

Amy, have you done your homework yet? No Winchesters before it's done!

What are you, my mother?!

Sending sweet dreams to your grandmother, Jesse.

Seriously, keep talking about other things. I could use the distraction!

Well, I felt the need to relate that, when talking to my mum on the phone, that I had a horrific dream that she'd died. Didn't remember until I had her voice in my ear, and I have a desperate need to take vacation and see her NOW.

ION, was a good sister and bought my lil bro some gearhead stuff for his new kayak. A drybag totebag (in green, it's so going to clash with the camoflauge red he picked out in a Christmas sort of way), a waterproof case with a jack for his phone, an attachable light for the boat, and a light for his keychain that can send an SOS signal and is visible up to a mile, some comfort grips for the paddle. I forgot to add the emergency whistle in the package, though. I'll give that when I go up next month.

I opened up his card at the post office to sign it, forgetting it was one of those audio ones. Whoops! It was about master bullshitters and beer, seemed appropriate.

I called up my mom to tell her what I'd gotten, but she took it to mean what did he want. So she dropped me and screamed out the back asking what he wanted. Yeah, anything from the NRA website, but specifically a vest to conceal weapons.

Yeah, no. Here's an orange whistle and other things to save your life when you start kayaking with beer.

What are you, my mother?!

Your mother should be as sassy (lower-case ess!) as me, lady!

Just...I've seen what the dark side looks like, and I want to save you from the Sith?

I think I lost control of that one...

You know how you don't want to discuss private or embarrassing stuff at work? Why can I hear "The debt from my medical procedure should have rolled off by now! What else is the problem? Do you have any other units available? One bedroom?"

I expect to overhear discussions about rashes. Rashes in places. Soon. This is making me feel okay about working at home twice a week.

My boss asked for a project plan today that I'd already done! I AM THE SHIT! He'd never even mentioned the plan before!

My old boss thought I couldn't work without well-defined tasks. EXPECTATIONS. They are different things. I work better if I get taken seriously and I'm allowed to contribute with the "how" and not just the "what".

Ugh. I need a few days at home. Stupid lack of vacation while on vacation, and getting home Dunday night only to leave again Monday! I did my work emails last night so it wouldn't be a huge thi g to face this morning, but even with that and with realizing this flight wasnt until 230, I still didn't get anything done this morning and feel like I left the house a wreck. And I'm back late Tuesday night and leave again on Thursday. I hate traveling on Fridays. Grr.

Timelies all!

I'm so sorry, Jesse.