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Hi! Thanks for the comments and for visiting! As for the mascara I haven't found less expensive alternatives. Cargo's Texas Lash and Too Faced's Lash Injection give a similar effect to what you described. Hope you visit often!

from azzweepay :

Kick bootcamp's ass!!!

from azzweepay :

Six 5Ks? That's like one every third weekend. By the end of July you'll be a pro.

from trancejen :

Yay drywall! And ya nice sweater! And yay goodbye to Uncle Joe in the floor! LOL. I'm enthused for you today.

from aharris06 :

Don't feel bad about the bunny. You did it a favor. It could have encountered any wild animal and died a painfull death. If it's any consolation, my 6 year old's mouse got out and our cat scratched it's face pretty bad. Well a few days went by and it looked like the side of his face got infected. While my son was at his grandfather's house, I took the mouse and put it in the field across the street. The next day I checked and of course it was dead. I felt bad when I told my son and he cried but I figured it had a betther chance outside then in the cage at that point for survival. So again, don't feel bad. Amy

from moresarah :

Hello! I'm SO disappointed I missed all the Weetacon fun, but I've loved reading all the wrap ups. The surgery went very well and I'm glad to have that sucker out. To get me directly, shoot me an email at sbhpatrick a t gmail.

from moresarah :

Welcome back! I'm happy to read all is well.

from simka :

Welcome back. I'm glad that you're feeling better and hanging in... Take care.

from simka :

You know, the whole grieving and getting used to her being gone, and the kinds of sadness are going to come and go and change and morph. I found that everytime I prepared for it, it snuck up in another way... Grieving just sucks - it felt to me like a nightmare version of a roller-coaster ride that won't stop and let you off. If you do think you'd like to talk or email about it with someone who's been through something similar, I'm still here...

from debsiobhan :

If the doc doesn't click with you, find another. The therapeutic process is based on a relationship.

from moresarah :

I'm in the process of moving to Dayton for a new job, and could give you some recommendations on a place to stay and the art museum (there is one!). Feel free to email me at moresarah at aol dot com.

from simka :

I read it too, even with all the controversy in internetland about her, and "Belle's" website is: http://belledejour-uk.blogspot.com/ Have fun...

from simka :

When my Mom died, my Dad sent an email telling everyone that my Mom really really loved flowers and she loved her birthday and if we wanted to remember her, we should buy some flowers on her birthday and remember her life. We cremated her, and scattered her ashes in Bali - so there's nowhere to 'visit' her either... Whenever I miss her, I buy myself some flowers, and I know they're for her.... she was wild for flowers. Is there anything that your Mom was known for loving that you could 'connect' with her through? I find that it makes me feel a little as though I'm visiting her in my memory when I buy flower "for her", and it sometimes helps... Take care of yourself - you and your family are still in my thoughts...

from simka :

from debsiobhan :

Paula, How long have you been taking the tylenol? You shouldn't take 2 tylenol a day for too many multiple days. If you need long term pain reliever you should pick something else as tylenol is too hard on the liver.

from simka :

Just wanted to check in with you and say hello and to send some happy thoughts your way... Take care.

from moresarah :

Paula, I am so sorry about the loss of your mother. I've been thinking of you often. Please know that you're in my prayers.

from lisajordan :

I'm so sorry for your loss. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.

from debsiobhan :

I am so sorry for your loss. It is good that she is free from pain. It is horrible for you and your father. My sincerest sympathy for your family.

from simka :

I'm sorry... I know how helpless this part feels. There's nothing I can really say, just wanted to let you know that I am thinking of you.

from cmkern3 :

OMG - the shoes??? Awesome!!! How much did you end up paying for them?

from bettybighead :

Here is my best professional advice about therapy...it'll probably takes months to get an appointment with a psychiatrist. If you want to talk to someone now, contact Hospice for a grief therapy group. If you'd rather do a private session, try a Licensed Clinical Social Worker, one with a Marriage and Family Therapy license (LCSW/FMT). You can also try a local university with a PSYD program. Even if you have insurance and can afford to go private, getting in to a student counseling center is quick. The graduate students are very closely monitored and mentored. They are eager to help and will never break an appointment because they have required therapy practicum hours to complete. In the program at the university where I work, once you put your name on the list you get a phone call in a day or two and will get an hour of one on one therapy every week. The thing about finding a therapist is, either the personalities will click or they won't. If you don't like the person you meet ask for an appointment with someone else. You have to find someone you can trust, someone you can talk to and confide in. P.--you are smart and very brave for considering therapy to help you through this time. Your family is in as much pain as you are and your friends want to help but may not know how. A good therapist isn't going to give you answers or tell you what to think or do. They will guide you and help you to ask your own questions and find the answers that you need. I wish I had some magic to help you through all of this. Keep writing and talking and buying lovely pink shoes. I'll keep you in my thoughts, BettyBigHead.

from simka :

about 8 months after my mother died and also after a few other losses and bad decisions compounded what I feeling, I went to see a psychiatrist. It did help... I think it's worth a try - if it doesn't help, you stop going.

from simka :

I'm sorry to read that your mom isn't doing well... I hope hospice is able to help make things more comfortable for you all. My thoughts are with you and yours...

from simka :

I haven't wanted to pop in, but I thought I'd just say that you and your family seem to be doing your best and that I hope you're allright. I know how hard it is... It's great that you're looking after yourself as well as your family. Be well...

from bettybighead :

Hey there! So are you issuing a challenge to see who's first at the photo booth? Just to let you know, I've been practicing the proper drunken bar flash technique in my bathroom mirror. So sorry to hear the news about your mom. Think of this time with her as a gift. You can ask all the questions you need to ask and tell her everything you need to say. I know that it's a painful time, but take advantage of the good days. See you in 2 weeks.

from simka :

Hi... I don't want to barge in on what is obviously a very personal time in your life. I just wanted to let you know that I'm so sorry about your mother - I lost my Mom to cancer almost 5 years ago, and it is such a hard thing. So I hope the best for you and your family, and if you ever need to send a note to someone who's been through something similar, I'd be honored to help if I could...

from fatnotgaunt :

I was just browsing your profile and the pedant in me had to alert you to a small factual error. The Go-Betweens are not British. They're actually an Australian band, formed in Brisbane. They were linked to the short-lived Glaswegian lable, Postcard Records (along with some of my favourite bands- Aztec Camera and Orange Juice)which is probably where the British connection comes in. That's the end of my rant. I might get down to reading your diary now. Feel free to hate me now. I would.

from kaffeine :

I just wanted to tell you that I saw your entry in Marn's comments, the one about cats' asses. You may be amused to know that the other day I was doing the "airplane" with one of my kitties, when she let out one hell of a fart! The boyfriend and myself had a good laugh, making her quite embarrassed. As a token of good will, I hauled her up on my lap for petting and chin-scratchies. She cuddled herself on my leg real nice, loving all of the attention for about ten minutes, when she jumped down and strolled off....leaving behind a lovely smudge of cat-poo on my new slacks! That was the day I decided that the cats were no longer allowed to roam the kitchen counters.

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