Hec, we're going to encourage ltc to try to hit the pitched ball rather than the t today. They pitch to them 3 times, and if they don't hit the ball, they can use the t to hit. She picked the t the first two times at bat yesterday and was pitched to in her third at bat, hitting the ball on the third pitch.

I'm not going to the game today because I had a hair appointment booked before I knew the game schedule, and I'm not waiting another month to get an appointment if I have to reschedule. I haven't had my hair done in ages.

ltc woke up crying again about Papa. She wants to go see him after school tomorrow, which my mother things is a terrible idea. I think we're going to take her anyway. If she gets too upset she can go to the waiting room with one of us.

Kiddie sports are such a treat to watch.

Major accomplishment of the day was successful installation of my sister's ring doorbell which I gave her for her birthday yesterday. Chances are she has a list of handyman stuff on a list for me. I always tell her to jot it down when she thinks of something and give me a list when I visit.

I had so many great aunts and uncles as a small child with my grandmother being one of 13 kids and grandfather one of 12, nice big Irish families. I visited many elderly ailing loved ones and went to countless Irish wakes, which were in the person's home! I think the normal way it was handled helped me to deal with loss better as an adult.

eta: Normal being super drunk relatives half laughing and sharing stores and half sobbing! My take was, adults be weird.

She picked the t the first two times at bat yesterday and was pitched to in her third at bat, hitting the ball on the third pitch.

Sounds like she's ready for live pitching. I wish some of Matilda's teammates had started when they were ltc's age!

Normal being super drunk relatives half laughing and sharing stores and half sobbing! My take was, adults be weird.

That seems pretty normal.

sj that sounds really cool for ltc and a really neat way for kids to start off learning how to play.

I had another bit of an intense morning . I had to call mom about this week- -shes supposed to have eye lid surgery Wed and Matthew and I are going up there on Tuesday so we can take her to the appointment and be there while her bandages have to be on and she can't see. BUT she may not have it because she might have a sinus infection . The call segued into a rehash of the various drama-y things going on . then Dad called because he wanted to talk about our phone call yesterday and an email I sent. I ended up decling his call and texting him that I am done with talking about all of because I need a break before I have to deal with worker's comp related calls tomorrow and therapy. He is supposed to send me a reply to my email and he hasn't and I think he's over thinking it even thoug I just asked for bullet points.

And I was frustrated because there is stuff I wanted to do and haven't done and finally I realized I'm not goign to wait around I'm not in a horrible mood so this will work. So set up a folding table outside, dragged out way too many of my paints , brushes, stencils, and random pages I have and spent some time mark making and and stenciling on various book pages and blank pages etc for junk journaling and M actually came out there and painted a bit. This means that if I set up stuff he'll come and join me. I realized we don't have 2 chairs that are good height for the table, the thrift store had some folding chairs but I bet they are all sold now,. I meant to buy a few. I'll have to go back and look sometime.

Fuck fuck fuck.

For those of you that do not know there is a active political rift in the online knitting community with some truly vile people on the right: vocal anti-trans, racist hateful people. My brother has been targeted by a couple before. One of the worst of them has had his own online stalker from the left, someone digging around and posting personal info on him and whatnot. The stalker posted using my brother’s location, so now the hateful bigot has gone full aggro on my brother. Semi-doxed him and has included a pic of me identifying me as the sister. FFS. This is all small stuff as it’s just the knitting community, but still.

For the few of you that might see any of this, please do not acknowledge or comment. Report if you like. We are going with an ignore plan. No feeding energy creatures or bigots.

Ugggh, msbelle! How awful. I'm only on the fringes of the knitting world, but I do sometimes see your brother randomly so I'm glad to know your, uh, policy for handling this stuff. Ick.

Fuck that, msbelle. And fuck them.

I’m so sorry, msbelle. That’s awful.

Hospice thinks Papa may die today and I’m sitting home alone and don’t know what to do with myself.

Sending loving and comforting ~ma your way, sj.

I'm sorry, msbelle. How is bro handling it?