Boo, weevils!

Not to be confused with boll weevils.

Which is the lesser of two weevils.

Cash sit down and think about what you've done.

I did go to the nearest big grocery since I was out (picking up breakfast from local coffee shop) and was rewarded with bread and a refill jug of hand soap. Also got frozen pizza and breakfast sandwiches, sunflowers, strawberries, chips, and cheese. Saw no TP or flour.

JZ your brother's post is beautiful. Thank you for sharing it with us. I'm keeping you all in my prayers. I hate that this is happening to you and yours. My heart goes out to your mom. Family doesn't begin or end with paper, and even though it changes, neither does love. I know you know that. I remember you and Hec taking care of EM when she was going through a rough patch.

I have four roommates.

(And a bonus my-girlfriend-has-moved-in-for-the-quarantine-and-I-never-said-a-word roommate. At least she's stopped moving back and forth since she got furloughed.)

It's a good-sized house, but other than going for walks and the occasional food errand I haven't been alone in almost a month. It's making me a little crazy. At the risk of going full-hippie, I feel them around me all the time.

Oh Trudy, six adults is a whole lotta people in any house that doesn't have wings and an overabundance of bathrooms.

Why am I playing a mathematic game involving prime numbers with an actuary? Whhhhhyyyyyyyyy?

I wanted to riff on: "He that lieth down with dogs shall rise up with fleas," but in trying to find mathematical terms that rhyme with "dogs" and "fleas" all I could come up with were "logs" and "degrees" and I Cindyed myself right out of the joke.

I was just in my profile, looking for this tagline: "Angel says to me that there can be grace even in darkness; Buffy says to me that that you can get a damn generator and turn the lights on. --Katie."

My all-time favorite by Flea's Casper ("We are lost in the middle of darkness") needs a hiatus. It is just a little too on the nose right now.

Anyhow, looking through my storage bin, I found these:

Welcome to the world, Baby!Cashmere!!! Born 11 April, 2004, at 8:54 pm at 8lbs 6oz, 20 inches long. Everyone is healthy.

Welcome, Princess TickyBox! 13-April-2005

This means Owen turns 16 and Ticky turns 15 in the next eight days.

We old.

I was just in my profile, looking for this tagline: "Angel says to me that there can be grace even in darkness; Buffy says to me that that you can get a damn generator and turn the lights on. --Katie."

I needed to read it now and didn't even know it. Thank you.

They cannot be that old.

I finally took some NyQuil to help me sleep. It worked so yay.

And got another call to confirm my appointment tomorrow...and realized that I am not obsessing and panicking about whether or not I will be believed about needing anti anxiety meds. I don't know if she'll prescribe any but I'm not afraid she won't believe me or think I'm faking.

Which is freaking huge because in the past this level of anxiety wouldn't have even registered with me as being anxiety it would have just been my normal. In the past I would have gotten to the point of almost being barely able to function and also super anxious that no one would believe I needed help.

Tom Scola, I missed your birthday, but I'm happy you were born.

I needed it too, Shir. Did you and your parents arrive at a plan for Passover that you feel comfortable with?

Yes! Thanks for asking. I sent my mom a horror tweet this morning from an MD about a kid who visited their parents and now both are in hospital with the virus because the kid was sick without symptoms. The dad is in a really bad condition and the mom is in a mild condition. That apparently did the trick, because even though she still thinks she wouldn't catch it, my mom would like me not to feel guilty in the "unlikely case" they'll catch it on their way to me so they cancelled the visit. Yay common ground!

And how are you? How is your family doing?

Edited: Eh, grammar. Who needs.

This means Owen turns 16 and Ticky turns 15 in the next eight days.

LALALALALA, I CAN'T HEAR YOU.