Make My Day
Pick 10 people and give them the "you make my day" award. If you're picked, you are charged with picking 10 of your own.
1. mithen has a vaguely mystical status in my world view, and makes my stomach flip excitedly whenever she posts. Her fics also fuel my day-dreams and were part of my reason to get into comics. I love her to bits.
2. rai_daydreamer is the other person who got me into comics, especially with their collaborative works. Her shading, the brightness in her pics, the clean linearts, they make me want to draw more, and make me smile.
3. ottawa_slashers community as a whole remind me that I can fangirl, even when I'm away from my computer, and some people do get me! Like...
4. Norma: Who lets me crash at her place so often, I've started contributing to the weekly grocery bill. o__o, And who lets me come in the back door without calling, for no reason but "I felt like it" and never complains about it! Also, we get giddy during the night and try wonder about the sexuality of the characters in the Chibi-Robo game; that's good times.
5. Morgan: The CUTEST god-daughter a girl could ever ask for, and so well-behaved!
6. My little brother, who makes me crêpes once a week. They are awe-worthy.
7. silverthunder has my thanks for frequently reminding me of why I (still) love the early Digimon series so much!!
8. Ummm, my sister for helping me deal with anxiety and pills and a million things that are otherwise too much for me. Also, for being an awesome writer even if she is having some trouble with it, and for recommending great books all the time.
9. The college shrink, who does the same... With the anxiety, not the reading material. >__>
10. Last but not least, Maggie, who gives me kisses and cuddles against my cheek and neck when I feel down. I don't believe I remember how to live without her.
'Course, I know some people don't like getting tagged, which is fine- and most of these people can't be tagged in the first place, not having ljs, but meh. It had to be done.
On a completely different topic and mood, my grandma's senile, and has been getting worse for about a year. She would regularly forget any of us had called ("us" being her 7 kids and 16 grandkids) and complained to my grampa that we forgot her... Of course, we each made sure to call every week. Recently, he had to instal an alarm on the front door, so he would know if when she walked out of the house at night. Ending up on the north side of town, across the bridge, without any idea how you got there, at age 75? Bad. Thank goodness for police officers.
She's also been incapable of getting dressed or going to the washroom alone, and would swing between moods every six seconds, without warning. My grampa's not a young man, and he was having trouble keeping up, but he refused to place her in a home, or have help come to the house. She fainted and was taken to the hospital about once a week, and still he'd always bring her home, because he was convinced being somewhere unfamiliar would kill her. They've been in that house for more than 40 years, so I guess there was some truth to that, but not enough.
Also, the closest of us lives three hours' drive away, my own family being the farthest at 10 hours off. We couldn't just drive over to take care of her ourselves, although my aunt and uncles took turns going up as often as they could.
Now, she's fallen and the hospital won't let my grampa bring her home, thank god. She doesn't know where she is, and doesn't speak to anyone most days. Last time my uncle Pierrot visited, she said his name and didn't speak again for the day. Today, she's complaining that none of her kids are coming to see her. My grampa, meanwhile, is sleeping through the night for the first time in months. I spoke to him on the phone this morning, and he's going to, once again, spend the day sitting in her room silently. Maybe he'll bring some flowers, which I'm sure she won't see.
Is it terrible of me to wish she'd just die already, and leave him alone? I love my gran, but her life's over, and thanks to her, his life's over too. He's stopped cycling, gardening, working at the garage... He's still got his health, I wish he'd leave the hospital for a while. Matante Catherine and mononcle Pierrot are at a loss, and the rest of us are too far away to help on any sort of regular basis.
1. mithen has a vaguely mystical status in my world view, and makes my stomach flip excitedly whenever she posts. Her fics also fuel my day-dreams and were part of my reason to get into comics. I love her to bits.
2. rai_daydreamer is the other person who got me into comics, especially with their collaborative works. Her shading, the brightness in her pics, the clean linearts, they make me want to draw more, and make me smile.
3. ottawa_slashers community as a whole remind me that I can fangirl, even when I'm away from my computer, and some people do get me! Like...
4. Norma: Who lets me crash at her place so often, I've started contributing to the weekly grocery bill. o__o, And who lets me come in the back door without calling, for no reason but "I felt like it" and never complains about it! Also, we get giddy during the night and try wonder about the sexuality of the characters in the Chibi-Robo game; that's good times.
5. Morgan: The CUTEST god-daughter a girl could ever ask for, and so well-behaved!
6. My little brother, who makes me crêpes once a week. They are awe-worthy.
7. silverthunder has my thanks for frequently reminding me of why I (still) love the early Digimon series so much!!
8. Ummm, my sister for helping me deal with anxiety and pills and a million things that are otherwise too much for me. Also, for being an awesome writer even if she is having some trouble with it, and for recommending great books all the time.
9. The college shrink, who does the same... With the anxiety, not the reading material. >__>
10. Last but not least, Maggie, who gives me kisses and cuddles against my cheek and neck when I feel down. I don't believe I remember how to live without her.
'Course, I know some people don't like getting tagged, which is fine- and most of these people can't be tagged in the first place, not having ljs, but meh. It had to be done.
On a completely different topic and mood, my grandma's senile, and has been getting worse for about a year. She would regularly forget any of us had called ("us" being her 7 kids and 16 grandkids) and complained to my grampa that we forgot her... Of course, we each made sure to call every week. Recently, he had to instal an alarm on the front door, so he would know if when she walked out of the house at night. Ending up on the north side of town, across the bridge, without any idea how you got there, at age 75? Bad. Thank goodness for police officers.
She's also been incapable of getting dressed or going to the washroom alone, and would swing between moods every six seconds, without warning. My grampa's not a young man, and he was having trouble keeping up, but he refused to place her in a home, or have help come to the house. She fainted and was taken to the hospital about once a week, and still he'd always bring her home, because he was convinced being somewhere unfamiliar would kill her. They've been in that house for more than 40 years, so I guess there was some truth to that, but not enough.
Also, the closest of us lives three hours' drive away, my own family being the farthest at 10 hours off. We couldn't just drive over to take care of her ourselves, although my aunt and uncles took turns going up as often as they could.
Now, she's fallen and the hospital won't let my grampa bring her home, thank god. She doesn't know where she is, and doesn't speak to anyone most days. Last time my uncle Pierrot visited, she said his name and didn't speak again for the day. Today, she's complaining that none of her kids are coming to see her. My grampa, meanwhile, is sleeping through the night for the first time in months. I spoke to him on the phone this morning, and he's going to, once again, spend the day sitting in her room silently. Maybe he'll bring some flowers, which I'm sure she won't see.
Is it terrible of me to wish she'd just die already, and leave him alone? I love my gran, but her life's over, and thanks to her, his life's over too. He's stopped cycling, gardening, working at the garage... He's still got his health, I wish he'd leave the hospital for a while. Matante Catherine and mononcle Pierrot are at a loss, and the rest of us are too far away to help on any sort of regular basis.