This getting a migraine anytime it rains or snows is getting old, especially when ltc is on vacation.
Our weather is changing really dramatically right now, and I keep having stabs of migraine pain, but then they go away. I don't want to take meds if I don't need them, but I also don't want to ignore warning signs before it's too late. Stupid weather! Stupid head!
We had actual thundersleet a while ago -- right overhead, too.
I haven't heard back from the plumber who is supposed to give me an estimate.
I spent a large part of the day whimpering in a dark room. I'm so glad TCG was sent home early because I don't know how I was going to parent until 5.
For those interested in doing the Buffista Giving thing. I had posted in Press.
My venmo is @ Rlboston 14 with no spaces
my paypal is rlb14 @ columbia.edu with no spaces
Note which org you want your $$ to go to (RAICES/Planned Parenthood/Amazon Watch/NAMI) or it will be split evenly between all 4. I will post next week with final #s.
Sorry so flakey.
I thought I was the flaky one!
Also, you're only dealing with one or two other things right now!
So today I randomly ran across/into a story written by a long lost college friend (didn't even realize it was her at first) about how a village smuggled her toddler mom & elder siblings & cousins out of Nazi-Vichy France through various subterfuges & how she was later reunited with them& they came together to the States in '47. Her grandmother was arrested by the Gestapo right after she handed toddler-mom off to Resistance Underground. She was murdered at Auschwitz, as was her husband later.
20+ years ago, all N knew was her mother's life started at 7 in 1947 in Georgia after escaping France, dark hints from an aunt 16 yrs senior and weird memories no one understood. They've since met the people & decedents from that village & have a relationship & have learned the extraordinary measures those people took.
It's striking to me, now, as it was then, to feel that bit of history so close. Her MOM, just a few years older than mine.
Wow, that is an amazing piece of history to find and make connections with.
It is spay day for Petunia! I am a little nervous.