IDK. It's honestly messing up my excitement for it. I could've gone to several other places and been with friends who are actually excited and had a great time. Instead I'm going to be with one person who dgaf, and another who can't seem to talk about anything but the trouble she's having getting the days off. We haven't talked about the eclipse at all. I'm feeling like I should've gone somewhere else.
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Amazon is now saying that my eclipse glasses will be delivered today. I'm not sure I believe them.
Timelies all!
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much ~ma, laura. I am sure your mom will be proud of you!
In uncle news, the real hospice nurse STILL has not been to see him, my aunt is trapped, and my mom can't drive either. I am looking in to renting a care to go down there (40 miles, but not so big where I gre up) and do a groery run for them, since my aunt usually takes my mom shopping.
He is talking about a bag of bones and a bag of fur, and that seems interesting. My hospice nurse researcher acquaintance said that often end of life patients hallucinate other dead people, but in a comforting way (that is, they don't generally hallucinate bad experiences). My uncle, who had some bad family experiences, was really really fascinated and interested by native American culture, even going so far as to study and learn rituals of our local native populations in the 60s and 70s, so I am wondering if that is a comfort to him.
That sounds like a good thing to do, Sophia.
You can do it, Laura.
I have protested and then gone out for... linner, I guess. Had a burger and a boilermaker, and now it seems unlikely I'm actually going to grocery shop....
I'm sorry the hospice people haven't been on the ball, Sophia.
Positive thoughts for Laura.
Sophia, I hope you find a way to help.
I discovered last night, that at some point in the last few months, mac stole a stack of gift cards I had. So now he owes me $90. Fucker. oh - he also lied about it, but I found them in his room.