A friend of mine and his wife who had just announced they were expecting their first child lost it over the weekend. 
Ouch! My condolences.
This was meant to go on the cool craaaap thread.
Today was my first scuba class in the water with the gear. Apparently my extreme dislike of being underwater is a problem. So now I’m dropping my only fluff class of the semester.
If men were meant to breathe underwater, they’d have gills.
Despite all my scheming and planning, I will almost certainly not be able to make the Texas Meetup this year. One of my friends crapped out on me, and the other, his family crapped on him. See what I get for getting my hopes up?
have much the same reaction when flying. I always used to love to fly, until my batshit crazy, WW II pilot grandfather would stall the engines on his private plane on purpose. Thanks gramps, you scarred me for life!
If man was meant to fly, he would have wings!
Very sorry to hear it; I hope they make it through this okay.
booooooooooooooo! your friends suck!
(not really, but I was really looking forward to meeting you IRL)
I know. I’m so bummed out today. I’m still gonna try to find a way to make it work, but it’s not looking good.
Well, you’re welcome to come down to DC and hang out with me. I can’t afford to go to the meet-up at all.
Plumbing update: Yard dug up, check. Plumbers spending my money left and right, check. Basement floor safe, not check. Basement floor now getting a cool hole, check.
God I hate this.
My prayers are with them and you Armando.
I am so sorry to hear that. I will keep them in my thoughts. The same thing happened to my cousin. They later had a son. I know that may not help but hope is hope.
My repairs go in sprees. A few months ago our water heater and central vacuum went down in the same week. Then recently my washer and the garage door broke. Then we called for a sprinkler repair and found out that the city turned off the reclaimed water for a time. We had no way to know that we were not getting water for the yard because there was no water to have. We still had to pay for the call. I saw my trip to Texas going into the house. Luckily nothing has gone down this week. My house is 15 years old and stuff is just getting old.
Oh I know you will not feel sympathy but it will be going below 30 degrees the next few days. I feel sorry for you northerners.
They seem to be keeping that in mind but they’ve also been trying for a while, so that certainly adds to their burden.
So as you know, last week I went through a stomach flu then picked up a cold and lost my voice. Well, I’d been feeling lots better, maybe looking forward to being back to full power tomorrow, when suddenly, around 6:30 tonight, I started feeling feverish and getting coughs like I was getting when I had bronchitis back in December. UGH!
I’m not taking any chances and going to the doctor tomorrow. Whether I do it after work or during work depends on how I feel in the morning (I’m thinking after work), but I hate that I’m now going to have to miss a friend’s double bass recital (a friend who’s commissioned me a piece, so I really should hear him play). Double ugh!
I am so sad to hear that. I hope your friends are doing as best as they can. They have a lot of people wishing them the best, and even if they’ve never met us, it can’t hurt.
15 huh? Our house is close to 100 years old. 
And my 2 foot square hole is now a 7 foot long trench and the hubs, the dogs, and I got to spend last night in a motel room. It “should” be done today - all the digging is done, the new pipe is laying in the basement, and if it takes 2 plumbers more than 4 hours to lay the pipe and re-cement, I’m going to start getting annoyed!
Whoa. I can’t believe I missed this. Keara and I have a friend who was a cutter. It seems like things are under control now, but she still says that she has the urge every now and then. Talking with someone she trusts is a good first step – and you’ll do great with that, I’m sure – but she’ll probably require some more formal psychiatric assistance at some point. For now, though, you’re doing the best thing that you can: being a friend, a mentor, and just someone she can talk to without feeling like she’s being judged.
Welcome to the most important (and underpaid) part of being a teacher. :o
I have similar feelings about the ocean.
There’s a reason our ancestors crawled out of it.
Took a day off to go to the doctor. The verdict? The beginnings of bronchitis (again!) and a mild ear infection in my right ear. I feel like one of my kids!
Oh, and Elena decided to get up at 1:30 last night and scream (SCREAM!) for two hours until we fed her TWO bottles. These kids today!
I appear to have lost a uni library book. I am not pleased.