Didn't you just have her??

It feels that way!

And yay, phew! and wow to you Susan. 12 is a big year for girls.

She's already well along in puberty, physically speaking. We're still working on adjusting to middle school in general, but her teachers like her, she's thriving especially in art and math, and she's still close with two friends she's had since kindergarten. So far so good, all things considered.

Happy birthday, AB! You were just born yesterday, I swear.

Duh-doy, of course you're invited!

Good, because I miss you all like woah.

Gud, you should absolutely do that. I'm glad you realize your worth, at least in that area. The rest will come.

Frances is a late bloomer, and I'm pretty thankful for it right now even though it means she's a little behind her cohort. If AB has held onto good friendships that is beautiful. Watching F's friendships blossom has been a beautiful thing.

Watching my sister's Facebook posts fascinates me, most of the people she's chatting with are people from grade school.

Yay sarameg!

Dad gets discharged tomorrow. He's not the same: he'll be on oxygen for a while, and will have a hospital bed (and OMG the bureaucratic hoops to jump through to get oxygen and a hospital bed, you cannot imagine), and will need constant attendance when he's eating to keep him swallowing, and watch for aspirating food.

But he'll be happy to be home, think, and in his own space with his tv and his books.

Still, I'm into negative numbers on my sick leave and suspect I will max it out this year (and not for me).

Can you get some Family Leave for this transition, Consuela?

Great news, sarameg!

I took my folks out for dinner tonight to celebrate Mom's birthday. The big score for the event was finding a duplicate of the pie plate my great grandmother gave her, which was accidentally broken beyond repair a few years ago: [link]

Dad forgot that it was supposed to be his birthday gift to her though, and told her it was from me.

Aaaand I come in with a shitload of admin work to do to shift contracts to find my systems actively trying to commit suicide. Awesome.

Very pretty Matt.

That's an awesome gift. (Matt's, not sarameg's.)