It's awful Tim's ex had to go through all that at such a sad time, Steph.
So, gripping question time. Tomorrow I'm driving to Memphis to see Spotlight and maybe have dinner with some cousins if their kids are awake enough. Do I go to Sakura for the sushi & sushi lunch and risk eliminating sushi as a dinner option, or is that a given with two boys of single digit age in the mix? [link]
First, fuck those asshats. How not-Christian of them.
Second, I did nothing today except work on the new Org chart for work and play approx. one million Candy Crush Soda games. Not proud, but that was actually my day.
I may be stereotyping, but I suspect that boys under 10 who live in Memphis are not huge sushi fans. So you should get the sushi lunch, Matt.
Steph, I'm so sorry for R. How anyone can treat the mother of the deceased that way, is beyond me. People suck.
Me, I wasted the morning and much of the afternoon, just dicking about online. Finally went climbing this afternoon. I was going to visit Dad but by the time I left the gym it was 5pm, which is when he eats dinner, and there isn't really a good way to visit in the memory care dining room. It does sound like he's getting to eat lunch with his pals in the main dining room, though, which is nice.
I don't know what to do about his care. Right now we have someone with him round the clock, because he's such a fall risk, and he's getting agitated and wandering a lot at night. But it's pretty expensive, and I'm hoping we'll be able to dial it back a bit as he recovers from the concussion. I dunno.
Also, I did his taxes last night and he owes a ton of money. Argh.
Blargh, Steph, humans can truly suck.
That is so not me. I feel like I'm channeling Kat and Kristin minus the running, but they are two of my exercise heroes. See also: sarameg.
Really? I walk/run a lot. Today I did 3.2 miles in 40 minutes which is pretty slow (included fussing with my socks and my cell phone for a bit there).
As a side note: exercise is WAY better at stimulating my brain's reward center than grading
Agreed! But not quite as good for stimulating the brain's reward center as cheese.
Really?
Yes, you have a consistency and a focus that I do not. When my stretch teacher is out of the country, I do not do the exercises on my own even though I know I don't need her instruction at this point for many of the routines. And I should do way more cardio than I usually do. Today was an hour total on the bike, and frankly I should probably do that 3 times a week, but I don't. You on the other hand run, walk, or swim seemingly every day. It's impressive.
play approx. one million Candy Crush Soda games.
Scrappy, I realized I had done too much of that myself when I went to bed, closed my eyes, and saw the game. Yikes. (Of course I woke up and played some more -- those candies aren't going to crush themselves!!)
I am going to the farmer's market once this morning's dose of Mucinex + painkillers kicks in.
Holy shit, Steph, that's truly awful.
The only funeral story I have that comes close to that is my sister-in-law's in-laws. It was horrible anyway, they died in a small plane crash. But she was just in the middle of what was going to be an ugly divorce, and her then-husband brought his mistress to the funeral without warning anyone. Yeah. It didn't go well. And yes, he was grieving both his parents, and I'm sure she was a comfort to him, but jeez, man. I thought the SO's dad was going to march straight up the aisle and strangle both of them.
This weekend is all me frantically preparing for what will be my first real song pitch on Monday. It's kind of chill, because it's to a publisher that I already met and got critique from at the event I just attended, but still, first pitch!
It's a lovely cool, rainy day. I can't wait to have a balcony to sit on to enjoy them.