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Taking a mini-break

What's currently going on in Casa de Stoney:
  • MiL is going into surgery today to have tumors removed from her lungs. This is her 3rd time with cancer, from uterine, to breast, to now lung cancer. My husband and his brother are staying in Houston at MD Anderson with her for the duration of treatment (and as a support to my FiL.) Good lord, how much can one body take?

  • Working on a short film that shoots this weekend, feeling incredibly nervous as it was written for me and I'm the one carrying it. No, no pressure there.

  • Needing to get in tip top shape for another movie (feature) which again, I will carry. Oh, and I'll be in my underwear in it. Gah.

  • Have to get more involved with my son who evidently is now failing one class due to constantly "forgetting" to turn in homework and projects.

  • The house is a wreck, we are the host for Thanksgiving, which is just around the corner.

  • Have written not one word on anything.

  • Have to back out of a project I've been trying to start up with some friends due to lack of interest on (seemingly) everyone's part. I can't be the rah rah girl for grown ups, I'm just too... I'm that already enough in life.

  • That makes me feel incredibly guilty, but I'll get over it, I'm sure.

  • Have heard boo from my own family, tired of trying to track people down and see them/call them/etc.

  • BOO. I'm in a funk, yo. Feeling very overwhelmed. [And feeling very... iffy about what's going on down in Houston. I do not have any clue how my husband is going to deal with this if it takes a turn for the worse. Let's just hope it doesn't, right? Right.]

[I'm just saying that a big ol' apocalypse would be welcome. I would totally work that distraction like nobody's business. Handcuffing hors d'ouvers to rooftops as a means of escape and survival and everything. Yes, that's a Walking Dead reference. Escapism, me? The devil you say!]

As a result, I'm going offline for a few days as I try to get a leg up on the pile. For those I regularly talk with, you know how to reach me if you need to.



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Nov. 8th, 2010 02:29 pm (UTC)
Good thoughts for your MIL and your hubby, and most definitely for you. I hate that overwhelmed, OMG I AM SINKING feeling with a passion.
Nov. 8th, 2010 02:38 pm (UTC)
I know how you feel. If I get one more thing on my plate this ship might go down.

BUT I have Blood on the Highway to watch ;)
Nov. 8th, 2010 02:41 pm (UTC)
Gird your loins and flex those biceps, girl. Thanksgiving is supposed to be fun, yes? Best wishes for MiL.

PS I've watched BotH and cannot believe how you worked with those pink talons! Real? Loved it from the BOGOF coffins, via the schmoozy 'I'm yours (anybody's), take me' (Wow, what acting! :D ) to the final blood-soaked denouement. Much success with future ventures. The camera loves ya, baby!
Nov. 8th, 2010 02:47 pm (UTC)
Congratulations on the two films you're doing. They sound exciting, though I can understand how standing about in your underwear could be nerve wracking. Take lots of set photos!

Our house is a wreck, too. Thank goodness my brothers talked themselves out of coming here for Thanksgiving. I don't mind the cooking, it's the cleaning and house guesting that I hate.

We just watched the first episode of The Walking Dead last night. Holy heck, that was aces! It was fast paced and tense and the effects were excellent. Andrew Lincoln is engaging and the entire cast is owning their characters. It's scary and tense and very entertaining. Having the mister engaged, too, is a lot of fun - he hates horror movies (?!?!?).

I'm already sad that there are only six episodes.

I'll keep a good thought for your MIL.
Nov. 8th, 2010 03:02 pm (UTC)
J and I send support, sympathy and a big ole bottle of tequila. He says "Tell Stoney I found a long lost cousin who is Mormon. In Maryland." How you go from peat-bog Irish Catholic to Mormon in three generations is a puzzle to me. "I'm ready to throw out an 'oh my heck, if need be."

In other news, he had a nightmare last night and as I reached out to touch him and tell him he was safe and he snarled and bit his own arm. It was...well a little concerned but trying not to laugh my ass off. Apparently he was dreaming about fighting off a hit squad sent by his grandmother. Apparently fighting them with his teeth.
Nov. 8th, 2010 03:13 pm (UTC)
Sending positive thoughts for your MiL's treatment, and comfort and heart's-ease to the FiL, your husband, you, and all your family. *hugs*
Nov. 8th, 2010 03:48 pm (UTC)
Humming like mad for you MIL and El Stoney; hang in there!
Nov. 8th, 2010 03:49 pm (UTC)
I get it, yo. I had a complete meltdown last Wednesday to the tune of just crying at random times in front of random people. And I was violently angry about something but when I woke on Thursday couldn't remember what I was so angry about. And I just knew that there was no way I would possibly ever feel better again because I was being punished for something. Still not sure what I was being punished for, but hey. At the time, it made sense.

Take care of you. Holla at me if you need an extra pair of ears.
Nov. 8th, 2010 04:25 pm (UTC)
*hugs* Sending good thoughts to you and your family!

I know that funk. It is not a fun funk. No, you aren't in charge of other people. Please don't feel guilty about other people sucking.
Nov. 8th, 2010 04:57 pm (UTC)
(((hugs))) I'll be keeping y'all in my thoughts, sweetie.

Take care of yourself.

Nov. 8th, 2010 05:11 pm (UTC)
Sending positive thoughts to you and your family, Stoney.
Nov. 8th, 2010 05:22 pm (UTC)
I'll keep you all in my thoughts and prayers. I've been there and know what you mean.
Nov. 8th, 2010 05:35 pm (UTC)
We all need the occasional mental health break. Fingers are crossed for your MiL.

Suggestion: Make your pool area where you have Thanksgiving and you'll minimize the pre-holiday cleaning. *G*

PS: Anyone who can do PX-90 is going to look stunning running around in her underwear!

Edited at 2010-11-08 05:36 pm (UTC)
Nov. 8th, 2010 06:29 pm (UTC)
Best wishes to you. At least all of the ass-kicking you will have to do to get your son (and rest of the family) on the right track should help with the getting into tiptop shape! ;)

More seriously, you're in my thoughts. That's a lot of pressure on you all at once, and it's got to be hard. You may be an awesome cheerleader and all around fabulous person, but it's okay that you are overwhelmed. Hang in there, and let us know what we can do to help.
Nov. 8th, 2010 06:54 pm (UTC)
Just got out of jury duty and read this (and FB). I hope everything goes well today. Please keep me posted either email or text if you can, but I know things are crazy for you so you're more than welcome to take your time. I'm here, just not here-here. Yay work.

Love you.
Nov. 8th, 2010 08:16 pm (UTC)

Yay for shooting films! That is AWE-SOME! Do you know how incredibly jealous I am of you? So much so that when we met up I'm going to skin you and wear your skin as a suit and show up on film sets pretending to be you so I too can get my chance of stardom, but most importantly, a crack at the craft services table.

I'm virtually pouring you a drink and brushing your hair and talking in a melodious comforting tone while silently farting. I am there for you, especially in gas form. BE HAPPY! There, sorted. My work is done.
Nov. 8th, 2010 08:19 pm (UTC)
Aiee, that's a huge plate o stuff.

I fax the lovebeams for strength and goodness.
Nov. 8th, 2010 08:25 pm (UTC)
Ugh. :-/ Sending good thoughts to your whole family. Sounds like you need it.
Nov. 8th, 2010 08:47 pm (UTC)
Love you, kiddo. Lots.
Nov. 8th, 2010 09:06 pm (UTC)
Gah - i hope MiL comes out of the surgery all right. Sheesh.

And oh man - 'forgetting' assignments. Been there, doing that. So fucking frustrating.

Enjoy your offline time. Well, if cleaning and such can be said to be 'enjoyable'. Heh.

*but the high afterward is rather nice....*
Nov. 8th, 2010 10:11 pm (UTC)
Two movies just for you? Can you say "star quality"? Because I sure can!

Oh, and the son thing? I CAN NOW RELATE! No, seriously - my little bro just started college and sometimes I have to make a surprise raid to remind him of stuff, so my parents don't have too. They love us, but you know how parents can be, sooooooo...

Hope the pausa pequeńa helps!
Nov. 8th, 2010 10:33 pm (UTC)
Rest up, catch up on life, on your family, and most especially, on you. <333
Nov. 8th, 2010 10:47 pm (UTC)

I also think that hacking zombies to bits with a machete right now would be a good and helpful thing.
Nov. 9th, 2010 03:31 am (UTC)
Sorry to hear about your MIL (cancer sucks) and your general malaise.

I don't know what it is about kids your son's age not turning in homework. My younger brother did the same thing. My mom would go to meeting the teacher and pull the completed stuff out of his backpack while they were sitting there talking about his missing assignments.
Nov. 9th, 2010 06:31 am (UTC)
I LOVE YOU in a platonic way. You are in my thoughts and yeah. I suck at writing things about feelings and support. But you have it. Even if you need to vent I can give you my number set the phone down and you can yell obscenities at me. :P
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I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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