Oh, I was able to track it down I just thought it was funny that it was a little more of a challenge because the video game results came up first. It does look worth going to! I hope I remember next time I am in SF and want a coffee shop, picking a random nearby place does not always work for me. Not that it comes up very often, but giving myself plenty of time to get to appointments just in case does sometimes leave me wanting someplace I can sit and drink a warm beverage.

Aw, Matilda. It's going to be hard for a while for sure.

Aw, Matilda.

I've been thinking about my father, given some of the conversations here. It was.... not great, having ten years to basically mourn his loss, gradually. And I'm not sure if it did make it any easier when he actually did die!

Anyway, his brother's just been diagnosed with Alz.

Oh, I’m sorry, Jesse

Awww, Matilda.

Today is fired. FIRED. I'm having to explain over and over why the solution to a problem that two of us have come up with is the best one, no just throw the fucking money at it already, had to spend hours fighting with D365 to get payment sent to a vendor, and now it looks like my faithful iPod is dying.

I'm sorry, Jesse. That has to be hard for the family, after what happened with your dad.

Atropa, you still have an iPod?! I'm sorry it's on its last legs.

Oh, geez, Jesse, I'm so sorry to hear that.

Oh, Matilda. So, so hard. Which doesn't even begin to describe it adequately. Nothing does.

I did go to the pool, and one of the lifeguards said,"Hi! Good to see you! It's been a while," which made me feel loved. Oof, it will take some time to get back up to speed. Which, of course it will; it's been months.

Atropa, you still have an iPod?! I'm sorry it's on its last legs.

I love my iPod so much that I'm probably going to pay the money for a refurbished one on the secondary market. I want a headphone jack and the ability to transfer music from my library on my computer, because I am a cranky old goth.

Matilda came home directly after school (an absolute rarity). I gave her a hug and we flopped on the couch. She laid her head in my lap and I covered her with a blanket and we watched Ms. Mojo videos for a bit.

She requested comfort food, specifically something I made for her and her friends years ago when I did my turn of a summer parental co-op where each parent took a turn once a week.

So I toasted a baguette and put marinara and cheese on it and ran it under the broiler for French Bread Pizza.

Then she retired to her bed where she watched comfort anime on her phone and ate Girl Scout Cookie Samoas.

All I can do is love her. But it's just hard and it's just sad, and that's where she is.

All I can do is love her. But it's just hard and it's just sad, and that's where she is.

You are doing it all right. So many hugs for both of you.