Neat!

Oy, Flea. I hope your stepfather is ok--for your sake as much as his.

In totally unrelated news, I have a fabulous landlord. My old dishwasher was leaking so he installed a new one. And since the stove/oven was pretty old and grungy, he replaced those, too. And he figured an almond hood would look silly over a new stove, so he also replaced that. In two days I got half a new kitchen. Woot!

Timelies all!

Hugs for all who want/need them.

I post political stuff all the time because a. it is almost like my job now 2. I have probably alienated everyone it bothers(Which, partially sad, and partially pulling plug on Schiavoesque "relationships" that social networking allows us to pretend to resuscitate.)

erika, who is the dude who posts those LONG impassioned comments on some of your posts? He scares me with his intensity.

Me too, now. First, I thought it was interesting.(He's a mutual friend of both me and my volunteer supervisor, and, like, living proof that knowing a lot of facts and so forth doesn't keep you from being a few slices short of a loaf. And, yes, I get that selling a book/yourself can make you nutty and obsessive, but I think my weirdo detector/attractor is on warp speed again.

And, yes, people do that to me without my swapping bodily fluids or even tongue with them! It's the worst superpower ever, in addition to a tidy and nonjudgemental answer to my sluggish romantic history. Blocked him now, trying to avoid drama.

Wow, that swim fell apart in the second mile. Eating is important, y'all...

I have been to the mall. I think I'm close to finishing my Christmas shopping.

Now I shall go home and put on my pajamas, eat dinner, and then see what else I can accomplish on my To Do list.

Oy, universe, ease up on my peeps!

I can relate, flea, for sure. A few months ago, my sister emailed me this woeful email saying, basically, it feels like maybe something happened two years ago and you haven't been as close to me since. And I was all, yeah, you're not reading that wrong, but what happened was I nearly died from carrying every single person in the universe's emotional burdens and you're pretty stable, so I didn't need to carry yours too.

We went to visit them and my folks (in houses next to each other!) in Dallas over Thanksgiving and it was both great and super weird. But they both seem happy about the other family being there, so that's good. My nephew comes over to play games with my dad all the time, and my niece is teenagery but friendly, so my mom is grandmother leveled up happy.

I was talking to one of my friends in Nashville during our couple of days there, and they were asking, did it make us want to move there too since the rest of my family was there, and I was all, uhh, don't take this the wrong way, but now that my dad is taken care of by being next door to my sister, I have zero interest in moving to Dallas! I'm really glad they're set up there, but now it means that I no longer need to structure my life in such a way that makes me a primary caregiver. I would have happily done it, no problem, but now that I don't have to? I'm going to build the life I want.