THERE'S AN ALTERNATIVE FLIGHTTTTT. Travel agent found that miracle.
::fist pump of happy triumph::
This week she made me more girly girl than ever, and I kind of love it. Glued on flowers that she promises will stay put.
Get your girly on!
Matilda is off to Santa Cruz for the day with two of her friends, and my downstairs neighbor took her son camping. So I have the entire building to myself. I feel like I should be doing something more frolicksome than my current state of watching Drag Race clips on YouTube.
If that plan will work, I'll be coming from 95F weather (there will be a heatwave). I'm looking at the weather forcast in NY and having a hard time to believe it. I changed back to summer wardrobe about two weeks ago, this NY weather forecast makes no sense.
Great news, sorry we won't meet up this time.
Maybe someday.
Hoping that I'll be able to see you too F2F someday, erika (and all of other lovely Buffistas that I'll miss in this trip).
But honestly, I'll believe all of the meeting friends F2F thing only after the plane will take off from Tel Aviv and land in another airport. Too much is changing on a daily basis as is.
I feel like I should be doing something more frolicksome than my current state of watching Drag Race clips on YouTube.
Whatever you’re doing, it’s probably better than going out into the Haight today.
I finally did the thing I’ve been putting off! Well, most of it. There’s still some to do but it wasn’t the part that was making me procrastinate it AND making me feel worse the more I procrastinated it. I think it took maybe 10 minutes. Maybe 15. The other part will probably take up to 30 but isn’t nearly so onerous nor is it as pressing.
Whatever you’re doing, it’s probably better than going out into the Haight today.
That's very true. I'm avoiding it assiduously.
TCG and I had charcuterie for dinner at a restaurant and also cacio e Pepe, after seeing an absolutely heart breaking performance of August Wilson’s Fences.
Clicking update on airline status as my nephew and family didn't take a direct flight here. They landed in Detroit at 8:08, but I don't know how that relates to actually getting to the gate and off the plane. Their departing flight is 8:50. So I'll know soon if they will be here tonight or tomorrow. Run!! Run!!
Jesus fucking Christ. Niece's fiance, who's only 26, just found out this week he has follicular lymphoma. What the actual fuck.
Follicular lymphoma is a form of non-Hodgkin's lymphoma, and it's an indolent (slow-growing) cancer. To the point where some patients don't even start any treatment right away, but just have regular tests and plenty of observation, like some men do with prostate cancer. It's often considered a long-term, chronic illness, and about half of the patients with it are still alive at 20 years. But there is no cure, only treatment to manage it.
But Jesus Christ, he's only 26. This is some rough news.