Most of the time, I deal pretty well with my mother having Alzheimer's. If dealing pretty well means living 150 some odd miles away and not having to deal with it every day, and avoiding calling sometimes because we have the same conversation every single time ( Read more... )

So, what has Auntie been up to lately ( Read more... )

So there I am, supervising the Impossible Son as he cuts butter into flour and salt to make pie crusts when the dulcet tones of Toploader crooning, "Dancing in the Moonlight" alerts me to the fact that someone is calling me. I look at the Caller ID, see my mother's name, and immediately think, "Uh-oh, the Flaky Sister is calling ( Read more... )

Well. After fretting and a hot shower, I called my mom. Who immediately said, "I just talked to the Flaky Sister, and she's worried she may have hurt your feelings when she talked to you tonight. About the table. She said if you wanted it, it's yours."

And after a moment of almost saying, "No, Flaky can have it," (thanks to the contrary genes ( Read more... )

I am very, very upset right now, and it's like... for the stupidest reason but...

My mom is selling her house. This isn't why I'm upset, though it's connected, and well, yeah, I'm a little upset about that. After all, my parents bought that house sixty years ago, and have lived there ever since. I grew up in that house. And I worry that ( Read more... )

Wednesday, I was in one of those moods, having just read some Star Trek fic, and then gotten into a discussion about some manga with my daughter about a manga series we've been reading. Oh, and explained a few things about Star Wars to Mr. Irrepressible. And it dawned on me; I... am a geek ( Read more... )

Just for the record... my oldest sister?

Yeah. She's an IDIOT!!

That is all.

The Practical Sister just called. She said I needed to come to Houston. Soon. Like... Saturday ( Read more... )

The Blonde Sister is the biggest wuss on the planet!!!!... just in case you didn't know ( Read more... )

Dear Real Life ( Read more... )