Things that taste better than being thin

Kate Moss has been quoted (link) as saying that nothing tastes better than being skinny. I'm calling shenanigans. There are plenty of things that taste better than being thin:

Potato chips
french onion dip
roast beef sandwiches
black cherry cream soda
dominos pizza
potstickers

Creepy/funny vid

I has intertubes again!

After being cut off in August, we're back up with DSL. Yay!

Because the gods hate my family

A week ago, my grandma fell (luckily she was at moms). She broke her hip, which required surgery. She was just transferred to a nursing home for a few weeks of physical therapy. Now, here's the deal: I've been telling my family for over two years that she needs to have someone living ful time with her, and all I've been getting back is 'oh, she's just fine. don't worry so much.' Now, though, they're actually listening, and hubby and I are officially living downstairs full time. We're moving.

I'm so very easily amused...

And gods know I need a laugh! The Muppets doing 'The Stars and Stripes Forever." Enjoy!

How I wish I had good news

But I've got nothing like that. Dad passed at 1:40PM yesterday. It was, according to Mom and Sis, peaceful and painless. I was in the drive through at McDonalds, waiting for my burgers so I could be late for my counseling appointment. At Hospice. O, the irony.

Memorial will be on Monday. No suits, no ties, Aloha shirts encouraged. I'll give directions for anyone interested over private email. No flowers, please, but we're accepting donations for the family.

End Game

Over the last week, Dad's been getting worse. He started slipping on Father's Day, when he asked me why I was coming over so early - at 5PM. It progressed through non sequitors - telling Mom that the stereo remote also controls the pump to empty the washbasin - on to conviction that he had to go somewhere to claiming that he had to go home (he WOULD NOT believe us when we told him he was home) to not recognizing us to where he is today: in a coma.

This is, I'm told, typical of this kind of situation - going on a trip is how some people frame their coming death, and the coma is, frankly, a blessing for him and for us.

But he's still dying by inches, and there's nothing I can do.