Fingers crossed for your uncle and aunt, sj.
{{{JZ}}} It's completely unpredictable. Last week I got misty-eyed over the memory of sitting in the vestibule of an Olive Garden with my dad while waiting for a relative to bring the spare key. Nevermind that I've probably eaten in that Olive Garden a dozen times since his funeral and not had that reaction.
We haven't made Christmas Eve or Christmas dinner plans yet, but I think I'm going to suggest having Mom come over to my place for the former so I can take care of all the meal details and she won't have to worry.
Much health to you, hippocampus, and sj, to your auntie and uncle.
JZ, I'm sorry you're going through this.
Matt, you're such a good son.
SCOTUS told Texas (and 106 seditious House Republicans) to ass themselves in the ear. Even Thomas and Alito were like, "Well, we should have let you file, but only so we could tell you no to your face." [link]
Thank god for that at least. I thought it was just this Texas dude that was crazy but apparently it’s half the republicans in congress, 17 states, and Texas??? Good god.
Got a new iPhone mini because basically it was free with sending my old one back. It’s so tiny! Going to take some getting used to but I think it’ll be good eventually
Also, -ma to you hippocampus!!
I’ll have you know I hold you all responsible for the brownie baking that happened here at 11 o’clock last night.
Not all of Texas, but certainly a distressing amount. Paxton is kneeling at the altar and asking for a pardon because he's a fucking criminal. Ted Cruz is just the worst.
I gather the SCOTUS has just opted not to basically dismantle the entire federal system
right now
(no doubt they’ll get around to it one day) but it’s still, after all this, hard to not be shocked and dismayed how much of their party openly asked them to.
I said 106 Republican Members of Congress, but I think it ended up being 126. Now the head of the Texas Republicans is implying succession might be the answer.
I’ll have you know I hold you all responsible for the brownie baking that happened here at 11 o’clock last night.
What recipe did you use, brenda?
Thank you, everyone. I feel simultaneously cosseted, mopey and utterly ridiculous (and also weirdly comforted by Matt, who understands being set off by Bob Odenkirk after being set off by Olive Garden).
Emmett came over to help pick out a tree and bring it home, and then stayed to watch A Charlie Brown Christmas and one episode of The Repair Shop, both of which were lovely. I was frantically trying to finish up three hours' of day-job work in 30 minutes, so I left everyone to their own devices for a while and came into the living room only when Hec called that I needed to fix the tree. Emmett had hung the lights in a first attempt (literally--he's 24 and I don't think he's ever put up the lights himself before) that was valiant but clumpy. I started straightening the lights out and said, "Don't worry, you did really well for a first time," and he said, "Awwww, that's a B+ in momspeak." Which got me completely choked up.
No ornaments on the tree yet, but I'm happy just to look at our joint light-stringing for a while first.
