Last week shooting Orange there was moment that was just somehow ita's. Today we wrapped the season and there is a chunk of Ginger carried through those scenes. Legally and sorta morally (I do enjoy that I've given up my amature status and am PROFESSIONALLY anti-spoiler) I can't tell you any more now than that they're in some whisper of a way part of next season's finale.
Now, home and warm, it's time for a little bourbon and the big cry I've been beating back all day. Time to hang out with all of you and speak of those we've lost too soon - Henry, ita, and now Ginger. Time to pay the bitter price for our lives being richer than they'd have been.
Catching up on COMM:
Ginger, in Natter:
Here is an example of why I have Too Much Stuff.
I got a newer style plunger to deal with a clog that the traditional style failed at. I started to throw out the old one, but then I thought, "Suppose I want to make a Dalek?"
clearly the dalek plunger needs to be created in her honor.
Therapy. Child uncooperative disrespectful. Approx 1260 days 'til graduation.
Dana,
Roomba? Electric mattress pad? Alcohol? Jewelry? Spa day?
Does anyone have an update on Amyth? Isn't she getting her gallbladder out about now? Calli will you be in touch with her and us for updates??
I just heard from Amyth's friend with whom she'll be staying for a few days while she recovers. The surgery went well, but the anesthesia made her nauseated, and they haven't released her yet. Surgery was scheduled for just a few hours ago, I believe, so I'm not surprised she's still there. I'll post more updates when I have them.
Anesthesia can be more debilitating that the actual surgery.
Thanks, Calli! I hope she feels all better soon.
Thanks Calli! A relative had their gallbladder out, and the recovery's no joke.
Thanks for the update, Calli! Even if the recovery is rough, it sounds like it's got to be better than the amount of pain poor Amyth was in before. And at least it'll get less, and stop, and never come back.
Anesthesia can be more debilitating that the actual surgery.
Yup. Postpartum, as the C-section anesthesia was working its way out of my system, it was only a nurse with a bedpan in hand and lightning reflexes who saved me from barfing all over Matilda's head.