I did like Ellen more in S2, but she was reminiscent of my former best friend who acted a lot like Ellen did, without any of the humanity Ellen had. There were some amazing, vulnerable, broken moments that she had, but she just had some mannerisms that reminded me so harshly of Sara that it gave me a good wiggins and it was hard for me to like her.

And why don't I get the freaking lottery?? I'm not a good person!! I'm a horrible person with an ill-fitting bra!

Road trips: we didn't play games. We sang. And yet none of us really sing. Weren't we funny?

Also, my mother didn't allow us to read in the car. She said we'd ruin our eyes. Not that our eyes had much chance anyway given that both of my parents were nearsighted. Maybe she was really worried that we'd get car sick.

shrift, I think that the emails I sent to ita are relevant to your interests, so insent.

We sang a lot in the car! And also read. And played games.

I get carsick if I read in cars. It's one of my superpowers. Also if I sit backwards. The 12 hour rides through TX and NM when we were kids were SO MUCH FUN WITH ME.

I get carsick if I read in cars. It's one of my superpowers.

Me too. In fact all us siblings tended to get carsick. And if someone threw up in the car, that side of the car became the "vomit side", leading to all sorts of arguments over who had to sit on the vomit side. Eventually, someone would throw up on the other side, so that side became the vomit side. And the cycle of vomit would continue....

It's Friday!

What are people doing this weekend? Hopefully not getting car sick.

Yeah, I can't read in cars, but we played lots of games including the license plate game, Beetle, and bossy (which involved counting cows). Of course, my sister with her 40/20 vision always crushed us in Beetle. On our Vermont trips my Dad would make a cave amongst all the stuff in the back of the station wagon for my brother and I to play in. I remember that involved a lot of peace signs directed at other cars.

Weekend: Movie and pedicure this afternoon. Market Saturday AM, pre-wedding get together Saturday evening. Sunday is friend's wedding.

I am dreading the wedding stuff a little because my former best friend will be there. We haven't spoken since 2004, and I dread seeing her. It will be a small wedding, so it will be hard to avoid. Maybe I'll just hang around with her ex?

I have a going away party tonight for a friend who is moving to Houston, and then Saturday, I have a friend from Lake Charles who lives in Houston coming up to visit friends of his, and I think we will grab dinner and drinks Saturday night. Sunday. Sleep all day?

In the meantime I'm hoping my cousin's surgery goes well. She was trying to explain it on the phone with me this morning. They are sewing her eyelid to the bone of her eyesocket. No general anesthesia either! It's local and then some sort of cocktail to make her sleep. The nurse said "If you wake up, you can just tell them to put you back under." K said, "If I wake up and there is a scalple anywhere near my eyeball, I WILL FLIP THE FUCK OUT!"