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[susandennis]

I smashed the index finger of my left hand yesterday. No broken skin and I can type but everything else I try to do with it hurts like a bitch. I am such a baby.

I have one thing that I need to do first thing this morning - work wise and I don't want to do it and the deadline for getting it absolutely done is about a week and a half out. But, my agreement with myself is that it will get done first this morning. The caveat there is 'first of the work things...' That's why we're getting an LJ entry first.

Mom is really better. As in dropped-off-the-radar better. She has managed to squeeze in one note per day but they have been nothing notes. She is back to living her life and has no time for me... which actually tickles me.

Lunch today with Elizabeth. Down the street from here is an old huge wooden floored bookstore. It's no Powell's (which is a mega huge wooden floored bookstore in Portland) but it's nice. It smells like a bookshop and it has an enormous selection. (Back in the early 90's before the web got so rich with info, I was building web sites and fairly clueless. Whenever I hit on something I didn't know, I'd trot down there and look it up.) Elliott Bay Bookshop. They have author readings nearly every day and get in some pretty darned interesting people. But, the staff is pretty snotty and, honestly, I can get the info I need from the web and the books I want to read from the library and snotty from all manner of different places so I don't go in there much.

But, people around Seattle love the place. They have a nice little cafe in the basement and that's where Elizabeth wanted to meet for lunch. Fine by me. It will be good to get out and visit with someone new.

Ooops, spoke too soon about Mom. She just sent a great little note complete with the computing smile you see here. She's down to one sitter - Mary - who comes in from 7-3 and helps her shower and get dressed and do breakfast and makes her bed and does her laundry but mainly is, apparently, quite companionable. "She knows what I want and she knows how I feel."

Her 91 year old dining room mate - Paul - apparently is asking after me. He has computer trouble again. "I feel so sorry fo people who try to compute without a Susie."

All is good so I guess it's time to stop putting off my odious task. It will be good to get it behind me.

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[vasilatos]

It's a bad week for fingers: I sliced my thumb and tore off half a nail. Ycch. Hope yours gets better soon.

BTW, I finally saw the new gecko, with the Cockney accent! I must have dreamed a previous one with a posh accent. For some reason, a talking toothbrush (commercial for new toothbrushes) also has a Cockney, or maybe Australian, accent.

[susandennis]

I guess Cockney is in. I hate that stupid insurance company but I do love that gecko!

[fj.livejournal.com]

One day, she's gonna find this journal.

[susandennis]

Actually she very nearly did one time last year.

I vpn'd for something and nearly had a heart attack when I saw the LJ page of my userpics. But, I checked her history and she had googled there and then clicked on help or something and gave up.

It would take some instructions for her to actually understand what she was looking at and how to maneuver around. I'd rather she did not find it but if she does, oh well.

[pinkrose70.livejournal.com]

Awww:

"Her 91 year old dining room mate - Paul - apparently is asking after me. He has computer trouble again. "I feel so sorry fo people who try to compute without a Susie."