Sideburns and Stress

Moving into stress mode now. The headaches and sleeplessness that come with them, as well. I'm keeping Staci at a distance (emotionally, at least) because she's been kind of hostile. But this weekend I'm driving to Ohio again to take some stuff! It's Emils' last weekend at the house. She'll be at Smith next week. We're all sickeningly proud.

Dad saw Grandma G last weekend, and it seemed to freak him out. She's in worse shape than he expected. (He totally digs her, even though he's not married to her daughter anymore.) So of course his freak out caused me to freak out a little. If I get there in early October and it's too late.... I just can't. So Mom agreed to keep me posted, which I'm sure she would have done anyway, and if I need to spend the money on another ticket, so be it.

I was driving home yesterday, feeling grouchy, when I saw a tall, lean man walking up the sidewalk in the opposite direction. Sadly, I could only watch him for a few seconds. He had reddish hair, a tan/light brown suit, sporty sunglasses, sideburns that almost reached his chin, and a ridiculous walk. He took extremely long strides, even for a tallie, and with each stride, swung his arms all the way up to shoulder level. It was silly and wonderful and put a big smile on my face. With strange rangers like this walking about, why should I waste my time thinking about the assholes in my life? I already waste enough time dealing with them in person.

I promise the gross leg pictures are forthcoming. They'll have to wait until after this weekend, though. Look at you! Getting excited!