• 10:27 Didn't set pain med alarm. Woke 15 min later in what can only be described as soul-ripped-from-body purgatory. Nota bene: TAKE MEDS ON TIME. #
  • 22:27 1st post-surgery brunch outing w/ mum, dancekitty, @shoutingboy, @karenbynight, and @tutordennis. I had peppermint twist soy mocha. Delish! #
  • 22:51 Rest of day was very sweet; spent giggly time w/ sis, watched musicals; had yummiest avocado shake ever: tinyurl.com/avocadolicious #
  • 00:41 Fond farewell to my Sm Flora Specimen, Yeare 1803, brought back from an anachronistic expedition of the Prof's: tinyurl.com/ne-erwas #
  • 00:58 P.S. I love you guys. *sniff* ♪ Somebody's crying/Singing rain, storm, fire, wind/Somebody's praying/Somebody's singing/L-rd, Kum bay yah. ♪ #

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  • 18:59 @ragani: How funny! Yes, I found him most delightful. #
  • 19:04 In other news, jaw still broken. Still king. Perhaps latter part was one of those frequent narcotic hallucinations. This is me not minding. #
  • 23:01 Happily ensconsed with me mum and me sis, watching funnies on the cathode ray. Who knew my family had super-secret jaw-healing powers? #
  • 01:20 So I awoke dreamily in the middle of the night to take pain meds and attempt to brush my teeth afterward with my special Hello Kitty brush. #
  • 01:37 (I'm a big hygeine fan, even w/out broken jaw.) But alas, I used the handle side, on which princess HK was wearing a VERY pointy tiara. Heh. #

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Uncle Andy with Benjamin

I don't think I've wrapped my head around this yet, but Uncle Andy is gone. Yesterday morning he was walking down the street in sunny Santa Monica with Aunt Heidi, a family friend, when he had a heart attack. He was conscious when he was taken to the hospital, but died shortly thereafter. He was not ill, had no known health issues, was only in his mid-60s. After we got the phone call, [livejournal.com profile] tutordennis left immediately to drive to Elk Grove and tell his mother that her brother was gone.

Where is consolation? I am glad Heidi was with Andy, and that he knew she was there. I'm glad he got to meet his new nephew, Benjamin Andrew, earlier this month (named for Grandpa Ben, Andy's father). I am glad for the support of our friends and families.

But I wonder what will happen with Grandma Furn, since Andy had moved in to keep her company after Grandpa's death a few years ago (it seems beyond painful to have to bury both your husband and your son). I wonder what will happen to the family business, run primarily by Andy. I wonder what Thanksgiving will be like without him.

I initially wondered why this happened. But there is no why; it just happened. Can anyone really get The Call at any time, about anyone? I lit the yahrzeit for my father last night, who died a few days before Thanksgiving as well. I can't believe it's been fifteen years since he took his leave of us.

The 'pillars are still trucking along. It always takes me so long to find them that I start to worry that something has happened to them. The shrub isn't that large, about my height, but they're incredibly well-camouflaged. I'd name them, since I like to weigh things down with silly human constructs, but I'm not sure that I can tell them apart. I would like to see the caterpillars walking about, though, because whenever I watch them, they're just hanging around by a few pairs of legs, usually head down. I did see one of them munching on a leaf once, but they've not otherwise been active at all. The silkworms I've met in the past were always running around, and they ate constantly. Perhaps the lethargy of the hornworms is due to their much larger size. I wonder for how long they pupate (i.e. how long I must wait before I pull up the shrub, once they've gone underground).

And despite the suspicions of [livejournal.com profile] threetimes, I am not obsessed with caterpillars now. I do continue to find these guys interesting, and I'm enjoying the opportunity to observe them in a natural setting. What better laboratory than my backyard?

We visited Geo's parents on Saturday. They don't mess around; apparently his dad asked him about the nature of our relationship with Dennis within the first fifteen minutes. This is in stark contrast with my family, who, in the decade that I lived with Dennis and B, never asked once. I've generally done well with OPP (Other People's Parents); it has something to do with the schoolgirl-cum-Kindergarten teacher thing, no doubt. Geo's father seems to have survived the shocking (but in reality quite mundane) revelation, anyway.


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