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Sharing this in honor of Chelle. I don’t often “dress up”, but I loved the thrift shop outfit I wore when we saw Bobcat Goldthwait on Friday night. He did a great show and a really long set too. I was wearing a Free People sweater-$1, Citizens for Humanity jeans-$1, Nine West leather platform ankle boots-$3.99, a Goodwill necklace and one I made myself from ball chain and an old 45 record adapter-maybe $1 for both.

I have no words to express my sadness tonight. I checked onto tumblr and the first thing I saw was the news of Jon’s passing. I never had the chance to meet him and I haven’t met Laurie in person, yet I have tears streaming down my face, and I wish there were anything I could do to alleviate her pain.

Your love touched us all. Rest well, Jon. Laurie, know we are thinking of you and lifting you up.

I have no words to express my sadness tonight. I checked onto tumblr and the first thing I saw was the news of Jon’s passing. I never had the chance to meet him and I haven’t met Laurie in person, yet I have tears streaming down my face, and I wish there were anything I could do to alleviate her pain.

Your love touched us all. Rest well, Jon. Laurie, know we are thinking of you and lifting you up.

All my extra thoughts are with Laurie and Jon right now. I feel like a small piece of me is there with her, and I hope she knows it. You wonderful tumblrs have written some touching posts, and I don’t feel like I have much to add here, except love and support.

I am proud that the folks here don’t back away when things get tough. I remember seeing people turn and walk away from me when I was faced with tragedy, because they didn’t know what to say.

Chelle’s and Tammy’s posts especially moved me. I’m glad you’ve got your fight on, Laurie. You are formidable, and Jon is lucky to have you by his side. I’m still praying for the best. No matter what happens, we’ll be here.

I just caught up on Laurie’s awful news. Her Jon could use all of our good thoughts right now. Times like this I hate the distance of the Internet-although I bet 100 raucous tumblrs in a waiting room would annoy the hospital staff.

Dutch Baby Recipe

Preheat oven to 350, melt a half stick of butter, not margarine, in a 9” x 9” pan. Mix 3/4 cup flour, 3/4 cup whole milk, 3 eggs and a pinch of salt together by hand. Pour over the melted butter and bake for 20-25 minutes or until it’s golden and has puffed over the top of the pan. It will cook faster in a metal pan and slower in a glass pan. This is a simple recipe for doubling, tripling or quadrupling—you may just need to vary the time a bit.

Serve with syrup, powdered sugar and/or fresh fruit. I usually add a bit of vanilla extract to the batter before cooking.

I’ve been sitting on a box at Costco for the past half hour, since Nick got an important work call. I can hear him selling himself. That man works so hard for us. 

Side note-I realized I was breaking at least two of tweetface’s tongue-in-cheek older woman rules (long hair and no chestal support-hey, it’s hot, and I wasn’t planning on being out in public), so I decided to throw on some red lipstick and go for broke.  All I’m missing is leopard print.

I’ve been sitting on a box at Costco for the past half hour, since Nick got an important work call. I can hear him selling himself. That man works so hard for us.

Side note-I realized I was breaking at least two of tweetface’s tongue-in-cheek older woman rules (long hair and no chestal support-hey, it’s hot, and I wasn’t planning on being out in public), so I decided to throw on some red lipstick and go for broke. All I’m missing is leopard print.

I am dying at the replies to my last post

It seems I am not the only paranoid mom (erm, parent) in the bunch. Good to know. Tweetface, how old are your kids? I actually don’t do it like I did when they were babies (at least the first one), but the ten year old slept until almost 2:00 this afternoon! And, Nancy, I have also checked Nick when he doesn’t snore. Hey, he’s 50 with diabetes. I occasionally worry.

Incidentally, thank you all for your support!

I appreciate it very much. Yes, my daughter doubtless owes me an apology too, and we’ll talk this afternoon. Because my childhood was so odd, I have a hard time figuring out what “normal” mothers are supposed to do.  I did a lot for myself when I was a kid and often took care of my younger siblings.  I am very intelligent, but occasionally have the emotional maturity of child, because I just didn’t get to develop normally.  Nick reminds me of that.  I know that lots of people learn from scratch, and we are too.  My kids can cook and bake and do all of that.  They just like it when I “mother” them. And that’s okay with me for the most part. I want them to remember me that way.  We need to renegotiate some rules when we move soon.  It’s all a work in progress.  Absolutely yes to the accountability, though. Each of these kids is going to have their own room with a LOUD alarm clock in it. 

Thanks again, guys.  

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