Sail, I’m so sorry. It’s so hard to let them go, but you are absolutely doing the right thing. Much love.
Unrelatedly, I just made the mistake of looking at the father/daughter “protecting purity” photos and feel ill. [link]
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.
Sail, I’m so sorry. It’s so hard to let them go, but you are absolutely doing the right thing. Much love.
Unrelatedly, I just made the mistake of looking at the father/daughter “protecting purity” photos and feel ill. [link]
Sail, I'm sorry, it's always hard.
I did not manage to get through an entire work day today. Happily, my boss is out and I did get some stuff done. But I wish, if I have to be so tired, that I could at least sleep through the night. Not helping.
Sail, I'm so sorry about Eliot.
Sail's news makes it harder to bitch about Oz, who saw a strange cat in the next yard, and flipped out like a mammal, as he does. Fortunately, he's too fat to fit through the fence posts, or he would have been gone. I shouted at the other cat until her ran away, and then came the process of talking Oz down. The good news is that it only took about 10-15 minutes, and he only charged at me twice, and he came in under his own steam.
He's now sitting with his head on my legs, purring away, and I am nursing the headache I get from stress-induced adrenalin rushes.
I just made the mistake of looking at the father/daughter “protecting purity” photos
I am meh on them. Mostly I think they are just kind of mediocre and get a little repetitive. The color scheme and the poses don't really vary much. Although I kind of love how much the first one reminds me of "American Gothic."
I'm sorry, Sail. It's hard.
So my father's back in the hospital, after another seizure two days after they took him off one of the anti-seizure meds he was on. So that experiment didn't work...
Just had a massage. I'm now kind of slimy and smell like coconut. I'm not a fan of coconut. But the hand massage felt terrific.
Oyster shooters, pork belly and something called a Blood Orange Crush. Not Bad. AND I have been holding my own in the small talk department with the other patio drinker. Helps that he has a dog.
That's too bad, Jesse. I guess it's good to know for sure?
So my father's back in the hospital, after another seizure two days after they took him off one of the anti-seizure meds he was on. So that experiment didn't work...
Did he have side effects? Why did they want to take him off?
Oh no Jesse. Why did they want to take him off it?