“Exciting News: Introducing InterMed On Demand!” Ugh, even my doctor’s practice is moving to virtual visits. I just know they’re going to make it harder to see my PCP in person. I’m a dinosaur, I prefer in-person. At least I found a CPA who will see me in his office.
I’m really bummed that a volunteer gig that I’ve been doing for a couple of years is ending, as of tonight. The coordinator is leaving and has done such a great job with the volunteer ranks in other cities that they are going to pick up the work we were doing here, at HQ.
I loved the work because 1) it was only once a month; 2) some of my favorite people in the world did it with me; and 3) it felt a little subversive and was a middle finger to the politics of this state. I’m glad the work is continuing, just sad not to be a part of it.
Togetherness is nice, but I wish it wasn’t due to his and her matching positive covid tests!
So apparently based on the slice of cake next to my name, today is my Cake Day.
10 years ago today I joined CC as a naive HS junior ready to soak up the collective wisdom of the users here - many of whom still impart their knowledge.
Since then, I’ve graduated HS and college, moved cities, bought a home, and gotten married, amongst other things.
Thanks to all who’ve helped me along the way and joined for all, or part, of that crazy ride.
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Hug your kids tight. Let them know that they aren’t alone and that there is help if they are depressed. I’m broken hearted for two families who have lost their sons this week.
Just ordered a new phone for H. I’m drained.
I need to remember not to read what you write. It’s just that simple - duh!
If you would have told me 15 years ago that we would get to a point where people I know are comfortable posting so many blatantly racist and dehumanizing memes or comments on social media, I would never have believed it.
Do they really not know they are racist? It sure appears to me they are proud of it. Maybe even worse is folks who I know had a relatively comfortable life being entertained by others’ suffering. What happened to shame and humility and walking in another man’s shoes and the golden rule and “But for the grace of God go I” ?
Disgusted.
Niner, niner airliner…
Fake doors stayed put,
We were not kaput.
Oh, sweet son, I can see you destabilizing. Please, God, stop the slide.
Feel like maybe she is coming around, changing her mind. She sounded different when she talked about it. Maybe she will finally do what I think she should have done years ago. Let’s hope.
You are 90 years old and I don’t want to get into a fight, but I am not spending the next 10 days listening to you declaim about 1. how lots of people “just don’t see color” and that’s a good thing or 2. How Bill Cosby was right that if Black people just behaved better they’d be doing better.
Nope. Just…nope. So I will keep saying “Oh, no, that’s not it at all”. And you’ll forget. And we’ll do it again.
Wash, rinse, repeat. Wash, rinse repeat…
At dinner just now.
H: is a cat behind the door?
Me: no. Why?
H: it just moved.
Me: that’s weird.
H: (loudly) if there’s a spirit present, please make yourself known.
Me: if that door slams shut, I’m going to hate you forever.
H: you’ll hate me even more when I run out of the house and lock the door behind me.
Thanks hon!!!
Wow, seems someone needs a stick-ectomy
Back on Prednisone. Will it ever end?
Today is the anniversary of the day I became a mother in 1998 at a fancy hotel in Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province, PRC.
Thanks for listening to my vent and for the nice notes several of you sent. My son seems to have stabilized for now. His sister noted that he often seems to struggle in late January into February, so I’m hoping we can keep him out of the hospital using additional meds and a light therapy lamp his grandmother bought him years ago.
I jammed my toe while exercising barefoot (on a very cushiony mat) this morning. It hurts, it’s bruised and I can’t believe I did it. I swear, I hurt myself every couple months in a way that limits my ability to do my daily walk. Blah.