Oh David, I'm happy to hear that.

I'm home. I'm tired. I'm OK. I have some mixed feelings about the US running the show here. On the one hand it's so much better than my own government's track of recorded neglegence, and on the other hand it feels like the chances of a regional war between US and Iran with my country as... well, not a duck sitting idly but definitely in the middle of it, are not zero. And, umm. Yicks. Did I mention how much I want this freaking nightmare to be over and people to stop losing their lives over pieces of land and imaginary who-was-here-first egos?

But at least your President is capable of empathy. That's a nice change. I also scheduled a work meeting for tomorrow during his visit because I figured that the chances objects crashing from the sky around any of the participants will be minimal.

Finally caught up. Hugs to all, but especially David. Didn’t get to watch but that’s okay, I don’t think I could handle it just now. I’m so glad there was a Buffista presence both in person and online. It sounds like it was absolutely lovely. And heck yes, the flowers are a big deal.

edit because I am tired of talking about my own life.

In happy mememe news, moving my cat to the cabin means I am also pretty much at the cabin. And that is making me happy, despite the hour commute each way.

I was, unfortunately, on one of the most boring Zoom calls ever. Today, the call I had to be on hit a new low - I started falling asleep during it.

Timelies all!

Sigh…I need to learn how to be more patient, and less easily frustrated with Mr. S. I am currently in the lobby because he was supposed to be doing his homework, and he was just making excuses. Things were starting to escalate, so I left the room.

In other news, I had a dentist appointment today, and I have cavities. Oh,joy.

I purposefully didn't include those elements in this ceremony because I knew I would do a less formal Memorial for her on our 20th wedding anniversary (May 15th, 2024) and wanted the focus here to be on her religious and spiritual life and completing her sacraments.

Oh, that is so lovely and caring, honoring so many of the various different aspects of her wonderful personality. And, oh, the date (I have such vivid memories from that day, and I wasn't even there!).

(Would it be possible to have the May memorial available online as well? Or is it too far in the future to plan right now?)

Sigh…I need to learn how to be more patient, and less easily frustrated with Mr. S.

Sheryl, that's a challenge to all parents, and it's probably so much more of a challenge for you guys. So many good wishes are coming your way.

Sigh…I need to learn how to be more patient, and less easily frustrated with Mr. S.

I'm working on the same. I'm still feeling guilty for totally losing my patience Sunday night.

I thought I had posted. But David the service was so lovey and it just felt like JZ.

Whoa. Felt a little shaking (not very common here, there is a nearby fault but it isn't very active) and looked up to see what it was from - a 4.5 quake 5 miles away. So much for working, I will be looking at fault maps for a while

Sorry about the whole earth moving under your feet thing, -t.

Keeping patience with kids, even when they are adults, is a serious challenge.

Ugh. I had a migraine last week during a client call, and while I was able to give updates I was not enthusiastic and chipper (for a couple items was like “just tell me what you want and I’ll do it” rather than “sure I can totally do that, would you like X or more Y?”). And now I’ve gotten a talking to about my attitude (the person who did was very kind and I’d told her after that I had a migraine and was logging off, so she told the client when they asked but apparently I was also not chipper enough some mystery other call, and she was like “so let’s not let this become a thing?”) and I mostly want to say “screw them, I quit” but I really can’t/shouldn’t but I also can’t suddenly take multiple days off which I want to do (and because then things would just pile up as I didn’t do them and the thought of the additional work waiting for me would make me more stressed).