Hey if anyone wants human interaction via interwebs this weekend, this place is always good. Also, I would be up for same time watch and posting a show via IM or text if anyone is interested. We could do it here, I am not above hijacking threads.

FIGHT ME

I am going to be nuts until tomorrow afternoonish, when husband leaves. After that, it's pancakes, football, and tv binge-watching.

I can't believe there are still hours yet to go in the work day! Or maybe just one hour, since I can "legitimately" go downstairs for trivia at 4:15. Team building!

Timelies all!

I'm glad our Sunday plans are 1)Go grocery shopping while my MIL watches the little guy and 2) Have a play date for the little guy with the 16 month old daughter of friends of ours.

I have returned the rental to Enterprise and will buy my new car tomorrow.

Msbelle, not this weekend or the next couple but definitely up for that one of these weekend (probably during depressing Seattle winter when we don't want to leave the house)

My mom got out of the hospital today and is in rehab for an unknown amount of time before going home. Only in this time for a couple days so I hope that helps with her 'never going home again' hospital fear.

Busy weekend so it will be easy enough to avoid the media.

Very nice piece, Erika! You are a bona fide inspiration!

What I am is a. vocal

b. Stubborn enough that "deathgrip" was a childhood nickname for a while.

c. Perennially underemployed.

which pretty much leaves phone volunteer or someone who does the "Serial Mom" thing and leaves nasty notes in letterboxes(Of course, with Twitter, I could do both. I don't, mostly.)Thanks, though, glad you liked it. I, too, could do with a bit less 9/11 retrospection.(Not that people should forget someone they care about, but I don't think soaking in it is healthy... I'm no shrink, but I have a lot of survivor's issues of other kinds...we want people to be able to go forward, right? Without forgetting, and without selling towers of coke. (Which is fucking horrible, but it almost made me smile because it was so tacky and not reverent. In a gross way, that felt like America being itself.)

DH is out of town for the night, comes back for tomorrow night, then leaves again for a week. Tomorrow, I take our lovely elderly poodle to the vet. He's having very bad back problems and the latest month-long regimen is up for review. He may just have to be on pretty strong pain meds from now on.

Sunday, I'm going to see this with friends: [link] Theater, yay! And I've never actually seen this play.

It's very good, Scrappy. Just saw a preview last night (one of my best friends is assisting the sound designer). Depressing (of course) and highly stylized...and more than a little disturbing. Very powerful. The set, lighting and sound design are amazing.

Got kicked out of the pool halfway through; chem out of whack. However, the guard stopped me and said "you're gonna hate me, but I gotta close, chlorine and ph are way off." Can I have 6 more laps? That'll put me at a mile. " Oh, sure! I'll just start kicking the others out and pretend to miss catching you!"

Which is exactly what she did. She also said she suspected something was off because my wake had too many bubbles, but they have strictly appointed testing times. I wondered, as when I got in, every damned tiny knick and bug bite stung, but I've swum in worse (once, my eyebrows totally bleached to near gone after 2 hrs.)