'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Steph, Epic, and Zen - I am sorry. Hoping for positive news for all of you.
Hil, the community sounds amazing. I've never heard of a community that offers snacks and water during Yom Kippur (but I live in Jerusalem, so that doesn't say much). That's very thoughtful.
Y'all, getting a migraine and my period on the same day is just not cool. My painkillers don't know which thing to fix.
My uncle is not dealing with my aunt's death very well -- he's really angry, which I think is a normal response, but he's taking it out on my cousins and is just being really mean to them. My mom texted me and said not to call or text him because he's just really volatile. It sucks. It seems within the normal range of grief, but really sucks.
It is really hard on everyone when grief psychosis hits. Wishes for peace and comfort for all.
{{{Tep}}} All that is hard! I'm sorry.
Oh, Tep, that's a lot. I'm so sorry your uncle is so distraught.
That sounds so hard, Teppy. I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry, Steph. I hope your uncle can get through this stage of grieving soon.
Thanks for the good words, y'all. I'm doing okay so far.
WTF (why the fuck) do I have cramps? What is this bullshit where bodies just get random as you age? Aging is bullshit.
Aging is bullshit.
TRUTH.
I'm wearing jeans for the first time since late April/early May, and there's always that moment of truth, after 6 months of wearing flowy skirts and comfy dresses and gym shorts -- will the jeans still fit? But they fit fine, so I'm going to take that win.
My aunt's funeral is tomorrow, and one good thing is that my brother was able to fly in for it, so I'm about to go get him from the airport. Shitty reason for him to have to be here, but I'll be so glad to see him.