Yay Arthur and another step toward Buffista world domination. Good size baby there!

So good to hear that Tim nearly has this ordeal of back pain behind him. Great to hear he is doing well with recovery.

He wrote about his mother dying, and about his son being born, and connected the opposites of what he felt in these life-defining moments.

Yes, I remember this as well. Life defining indeed.

In melancholy news, today is my son Bobby's 29th birthday. He never responded to my reaching out to him a year ago, and I am just not up to being rejected once again this year, so I am not doing anything. It has been 2-1/2 years since I saw him. His first son was only 4 months old then. He'll be 3 in December. I've never seen my second grandson who was born earlier this year. I'm thinking maybe by the time he is 30 he will grow the hell up and realize that his 70 year old mother won't be around forever and actually contact me. eta: He was named after my nephew Bobby who died at 23, and as I sit here with my sister, his mother, I know being estranged isn't the worst thing.

I put a card in the mail for Jacqueline and David, it went out...today I think based on when I dropped it in the mail. I posted on facebook because I had really wanted to do something and struggled and then found "effulgent" in a dictionary after the Zoom call and was able to add it in. Felt like the thing that was needed.

I know it's very late in getting this out but I kept struggling with the right thing.

Laura, I'm sorry I can't imagine how hard this is.

Arthur!! YAY baby!

Excellent Tim news! Recuperating from surgery like that is no joke.

Chiming in with the others, Tom. I don't think our brains do a lot of subconscious gaslighting or minimizing, and I think substituting JZ (possibly! who really knows?) for something that gives you a beautiful voice in the world is fitting.

In other news, it took a year, but work finally made me cry. (Although it might have more to do with hateful sinuses and a wretched headache.)

Welcome to the world, Arthur! (Sorry about the bits that are on fire, but we’re working on that.)

Welcome Arthur!

Sorry about the upsetting dream, Tom. Subconsciouses can be right bastards.

(Sorry about the bits that are on fire, but we’re working on that.)

Seriously, I hope some progress is made before he has to step up.

Welcome Arthur! And congratulations, Debet and family!

New baby! Welcome to the world, Arthur!

Welcome, Arthur! I love that new human smell.

Jacqueline is in her bed. On morphine. She is surrounded by a circle of her closest women friends and Matilda. And they are all talking and getting drunk.

I’m putting this down in my advance directive.

Welcome, Arthur!

I shall be having a glass of pomegranate punch in JZ’s honor tonight.