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You could douse your jeans with this Scope.
Posted on 2009.06.29 at 18:24
Spontaneous plans! We are now jetting to San Francisco this Friday, to be with Mom and Dad, who were already planning on going to visit my brother and his family for the weekend. Not just us, but also the remaining brother and his family. Everyone is flying out, provided that Tuesday's doctors' visit doesn't reveal that the cancer is progressing so fast that Mom can't wait a weekend to begin treatment.
We haven't told Mom and Dad yet, until we know for sure if they're going. If they cancel, I think we'll all storm the homefront this weekend, instead. One way or another, everybody is converging around Mom and Dad this weekend.
So weird that Mom has wanted for years and years for us all to be together. That was her big treat for her 60th birthday, and it hasn't happened since then, because my brothers and their wives are infantile jackasses. And then this was thrown together in about an hour or two.
Mostly I'm beside myself with excitement. I never thought I'd get to see Mom again before treatment begins and she feels awful and her hair falls out and she's eyebrow-less.
From there, we'll go directly to Jammies' sister's wedding in Colorado. So the Family Geebie will be away for ten days. Not away from you, Gentle Reader. There's no way I would take a blogging hiatus when I need to process something like this. A lesser blogger would slip into "private" or "friends" status, but I deftly combine my juvenile desire for attention with my emotional digestion into one mushy verbal splatter. (Do you like how my brothers are infantile, but I am lofty and juvenile? I've got thirteen emotional years on them, despite what the calendar says. Mere babes.)
So, why is mouthwash so goddamn stingy? I bought non-sting mouthwash, and it felt ineffective. Can't it sting a little, like a carbonated beverage, without feeling like it's taking off the outer layer of skin? I certainly don't gargle. I put a very small amount in my mouth and try to move it as little as possible, just so that I can stand the full thirty seconds of acidwash.
We haven't told Mom and Dad yet, until we know for sure if they're going. If they cancel, I think we'll all storm the homefront this weekend, instead. One way or another, everybody is converging around Mom and Dad this weekend.
So weird that Mom has wanted for years and years for us all to be together. That was her big treat for her 60th birthday, and it hasn't happened since then, because my brothers and their wives are infantile jackasses. And then this was thrown together in about an hour or two.
Mostly I'm beside myself with excitement. I never thought I'd get to see Mom again before treatment begins and she feels awful and her hair falls out and she's eyebrow-less.
From there, we'll go directly to Jammies' sister's wedding in Colorado. So the Family Geebie will be away for ten days. Not away from you, Gentle Reader. There's no way I would take a blogging hiatus when I need to process something like this. A lesser blogger would slip into "private" or "friends" status, but I deftly combine my juvenile desire for attention with my emotional digestion into one mushy verbal splatter. (Do you like how my brothers are infantile, but I am lofty and juvenile? I've got thirteen emotional years on them, despite what the calendar says. Mere babes.)
So, why is mouthwash so goddamn stingy? I bought non-sting mouthwash, and it felt ineffective. Can't it sting a little, like a carbonated beverage, without feeling like it's taking off the outer layer of skin? I certainly don't gargle. I put a very small amount in my mouth and try to move it as little as possible, just so that I can stand the full thirty seconds of acidwash.