Well, let’s see. I have to start somewhere. I suppose I’ll start with not this last Sunday, but the Sunday before that, which resulted in a family member’s involuntary hospitalization at our local hospital, and then to hospitalization at our state mental hospital. Sadness, misery, and woe. The entire week was spent making sure that he received adequate care, and that he wasn’t let out prematurely. It was a hellish nightmare. And a lot of hard work for someone who currently hates me because he had to go in. I just hope he gets help and gets better.

This weekend was spent in Draconian fashion as well. The good news is that Kristi arrived on Saturday to help with the disaster area left in the wake of the mental illness.  My brain kept surverying the mess thinking, it looks like Hobbits ate acid and started a project and didn’t finish it. Like maybe a tornado got them all. But there was so much metal and other debris everywhere, my brain finally added the thought that it looked like Hobbits and Terminators had a war, and everyone died, because that’s how it looks and smells. I spent 9 hours with a shampooer yesterday. More needs to happen. I called professionals today. My body hates me right now for all the bending and moving back and forth motion.

It seems like a lot of people in my life are sad right now. Wendy is sad-my heart is broken for her.  Bridgy is sad-my heart hurts for her too. But she was a tremendous help yesterday, and no mistake. One thing I will say about all my girlfriends and bridesmaids is that they are incredibly resiliant people. They bounce back. I love them all. Wendy will be a kickass helper when she gets back here. Her sorrow could never make me happy, but I am grateful that she’s leaving a bad situation to come to a better one. And Sweet Donnie, as always, was helpful and kind this weekend.

And I’ve been meaning to mention this for awhile….I can see in my stats that many people read this blog, or subscribe to RSS feeds-WAY more than I would have ever thought-it’s just amazing. Who are you? You lot hardly ever write to me or tell me things. =) Feel free anytime. I welcome feedback. I’m interested in what my readers would like to hear more about. I can certainly be far more specific than my own ravings and rantings. =)

To everyone: Be Well.

I had a wonder-FULL dinner last night with a lot of old friends. That’s what happens when Simeon comes home. It’s a great excuse for us all to have a reunion. And even though we went to a sushi place, (I really hate sushi, I don’t know what’s wrong with me, believe me, I’ve tried), the little man that is so friendly and owns the place never once tried to make me eat it. That makes me happy. When I used to go there, he thought I was soooo funny, because I would only order tempura. He would give me little samples and say, “You try. You rike.” (You have to picture a Japanese accent there.) And he would just laugh and laugh as he would watch me try to gag it down. And a long time ago, I said that if I am a bad girl, I will go to hell, and it will be very cold there, with nothing to eat but sushi, and a demon saying, “You try. You rike.” So I try hard to be a good girl.

Strange days continue at my workplace, dysfunction junction. I can say no more at this time, for it would be tedious, and I don’t even really have the whole story right now. It may all work out to the good. Or it may lead to disaster. As Mr. Pratchett says, “The road to hell is paved with good intentions…I did it for the children” Etc.

I am a bit alarmed at how slow my wedding planning process is going. I’ve had a helluva time finding the right dress. Some things that were fabulous online weren’t so fab in the store. Some things unexpected were pretty good, but not just right. I am STILL looking for an officiant. I got some excellent recommendations from some friends last night about JOP’s, and it might just have to go that way. I can’t DO anything else, like send out invites until I am certain I have someone secured for that date. Research on other matters, such as music, food, cakes, etc. has been slow and difficult. No wonder there are people like the amazing Wendy who do this stuff for other people. I miss my best friend, and wish she was here.

I miss my seestor too. I am itching for a road trip, and the knowledge that I can’t really take a vacation because there are no days off to take irks me very much. I want to hear her cool new tunes.The March Madness has definitely set in.

Apparently, my interesting mother has decided that rather than spend money wisely on a nice psychiatrist and a therapist, she would rather spend money foolishly to go live/perhaps rescue her on-the-lamb boyfriend in California from his AA sober house. Sometimes, there’s nothing you can do. Great lengths were gone to in order to banish this SOB from the State of Montana, and my family’s life. I rather suspect she might not come back at all, even for the wedding.

I’m off to take a nap, it’s been a long day.