Crying Over Vegetables

My grandfather in Wales passed away on the 18th. He had prostate cancer, and a bad heart, and in the end, the chemo weakened his heart and he had a heart attack.

My step-dad and my mom have been calling from Moscow, and I've been calling Wales and Moscow in return. Thank God for Skype, else it would have been incredibly expensive, since we spoke for hours. 

Everyone keeps telling me that is okay that I can't go to the funeral, that everyone understands that I live too far away to make it to the funeral on Wednesday. Everytime someone says it though, I feel more and more guilty. 

I was in Subway the other day, and a man asked for "no veggies" on his sandwich, and I just started crying, because my mother always scolded my grandfather for not eating his vegetables, and that his poor diet would "be the death of him." 

I said good-bye to my grandfather two years ago. We went out there for a week and a half, between leaving my job and starting graduate school. He had just been diagnosed, and everyone said he had a couple of months left, at most. He outlived their expectations, and passed away four hours short of his 86th birthday. 

Still it hurts, that I won't be able to say good-bye at the funeral. I guess that is why we like our rituals, because it gives everyone a proper time and place to say and do what they feel. Maybe on Wednesday I'll go find a pub and lift a pint for Grandpa, since besides building houses, he loved his beer. 

Frustration

I have learned that lace-weight kid mohair and bamboo knitting needles do not go together.

Off to dig through metal needles.....

How to Lose Six Pounds in Roughly a Week

Step One: Obtain a head cold. This can be done by working in close proximity with sick co-workers, or, alternately, working with the public. If you can manage to do both, your head cold is virtually guaranteed.

Step Two: Have no vacation days. Or sick days. You self-medicate with over-the-counter medications because this will prolong the cold, and not actually make you healthier. At this point, your ear may begin to throb with pain, but rest assured, this is part of the process.

Step Three: Break down and go to the emergency room at 1 am. Obtain a perscription for 400 mg of Motrin and a steroid nasal spray. Again, this will not actually make you better, but it will allow you to continue to work and interact with the public. Go to work on 5 hours of sleep. This last step is crucial.

Step Four: Make a doctor's appointment for your day off. If this day off is four days away, all the better. You will not have an appetite, but you will force yourself to eat the bare minimum so that the Motrin does not eat through your stomach lining. Also drink lots and lots of tea and water to flush the increasing amount of mucus that is gathering in your throat.

Step Five: Limp through the work week until you can get to the doctor. At this point, the doctor will inform you that you need antibiotics, and that you have lost six pounds! Congratulations.

Step Six: Rest.

First day on the job

Well, I'm exhausted. I ended up doing about five hours at the reference desk due a crisis with the other librarians. Plus, some people were off for Rosh Hashanah, so we were short-staffed to begin with.

Did anyone else feel the rain? There was a light sprinkling....

In other news, my bus ride to work was 15 minutes long, and nearly door to door. Yay!

I guess Tim Gunn can go back to NY

Lifetime Blocked from Airing Sixth Season of Project Runway.

Juicy Couture? Where are the sweatpants?

I am guessing that Juicy Couture has come a long way from sweatpants and furry purses.

I'm kinda into it. I'm a sucker for gold buttons.

-all pics vis Nordstroms.

Gwen Stefani and I are on the same page

Can't wait for Sept 1, when the new issue of MPMK comes out! And then, this whole post will make sense.