That sounds frustrating, Brenda!

Also frustrating: I cannot get rid of these hiccups!

ION, my mother bought this dress to wear to my grandmother's funeral, and I don't really think it's appropriate!

No, it doesn't seem so, but I guess you can wear whatever you want to your mom's funeral? I am impressed that dress has pockets! (My never ending quest is for more dresses with pockets).

Burrell, good luck for your sister. That sounds so awful.

(ETA: I realize that was vague: "you" meaning the general anyone can wear what they want to their own mother's funeral, NSM suggesting that Jesse should/can wear something inappropriate to her mom's funeral someday!)

Burrell, my best to you and your sister. How awful for you both.

ETA: Jesse, your grandmother was how old? You will not be the most judgy person there by a mile, I am sure.

That aside, if it makes your mom feel better, more power to her. Funerals could use some lightening up. Or not lightening so much as humor or other positivey things.

My family tends to dress fairly brightly to funerals--some of it is a general notion that "it's different in Africa" (except for my sister--hers is not a notion, it's an anthropologist's specific citation), and some if it is "fuck, man, this is sad enough already, not more black, and this will look better for the second line and/or drum improv section of the night."

So, go ahead, Jesse's mom, and wear what makes you feel the way you want to feel for whatever reason.

Sometimes it is a dress that is now "that dress". I mean, if that's deliberate, it's okay, right?

But don't lose it by mistake--that would be a shame (nifty dress too--I miss animal prints through no fault byt my own).

INSOMNIA RAGE.

Nurse came precisely as I called her. Just as I was about to hang up and not leave a message, I hung up because she was buzzing up from the front door.

She's going to intersect with my sister. I'm terrified. She has the biggest hardon for Sav, it's not even funny. I need to speak out loud less, and say fewer cool things about my family. But that's hard!

Night Vale q: When the words It's 3:23 somewhere were spoken, did you check the local time? It was 1:26 here. Shortly afterwards they used the term "this too shall pass" which I had ten minutes ago pointedly said to my neighbour who is recovering from foot surgery--pointedly enough that she repeated it back to me with a flourish of her arms.

I realise it's not statistically significant, especially when you're marathoning, but that was just after the time check, and the show hinges on creepy, so...

I want to go look back at the fanart, but it's now at the point where I can be spoilt, so nope. I'm only at ep 9, and I'm not sure when else I'm going to listen to it, now that I'm no longer commuting to Pasadena (making it back here in under 30 felt like a massive accomplishment, but bad for the narrative consumption)

(ETA: I realize that was vague: "you" meaning the general anyone can wear what they want to their own mother's funeral, NSM suggesting that Jesse should/can wear something inappropriate to her mom's funeral someday!)

Heh. That is pretty much what I said to my mother -- It wouldn't be my choice, but you can wear whatever you want to your mother's funeral! I think also, I wear all or mostly black enough of the time anyway that it doesn't seem like a big deal.

Half the reason my block is as nice as it is is because there are always dog people around. It is so frustrating I can't even tell you.

Can you get a few copies of Death and Life of Great American cities for the PD? Just a thought.....

Also, I am totally wearing a Lands' End dress today!

Lands End dresses are my new overalls, in that they are comfortable enough to allow me to get fatter than I'd like without realizing it because they aren't fitted.

Ahahahaha, this is also me, wrt dresses. The dress I'm wearing today is technically a nursing dress! But it's comfy and not obviously maternity-wear, so.

JC on a stick you guys. MY FUCKING KID!

Got up after I told him twice this morning (he had promised to set alarm and get himself up and showered) and the WENT TO SLEEP ON THE FLOOR OF THE BATHROOM AND LOCKED THE DOOR! After dealing with that I gave him two more shots at getting out of the house this morning. One deadline and he could still go to day camp - he blew that one, did nothing, went back to bed. Second one, after I had tried to roll him out of bed physically and HE CAME OUT ME ALL CRAZY ANIMAL WITH A PILLOW - he still blew, just stayed curled up on the floor. FUCK. SO know he is at home alone with no computer, video game consoles or phone. I've texted the nanny to see if she could come in early, but heard nothing. So now his last week before school starts, while already anxiety filled will be without his electronics for comfort. SMART MOVE TWEEN!

Sorry to be a natter downer.

I will represent the fake urban youth for early 90's fashion. I had my 40" waist jeans and doorknocker earrings. I did have a couple of bodysuits, a velvet mock turtleneck long-sleeve black one got a lot of wear. Also black thick leggings and a black spandex full body suit that I wore a cropped bright blue deep-v sweater over.

I'm sorry, msbelle. Any idea why he was so resistant this morning? Is he anxious about school next week?

Also? Kashi Go Lean Crunch tastes like lightly sweetened styrofoam. Blech.