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My Aspiring Ex's father has had a stroke, or at least a transient ischemic attack. He's in the hospital right now undergoing tests and recovering his memory rapidly; his motor function isn't obviously affected. AX has asked me to take up some of the slack in driving our boy to activities while she's with her dad. I agreed, natch.
AXdad has always been kind to me, both before and after my big gender switcheroo. He's my favorite of his generation of in-laws, easily. I wish him as complete a recovery as possible, for his own sake and that of his wife, his children, and his grandchildren.
And in shockingly unrelated news, it looks as if I'm about to have three dates in the next six days, all three from OKCupid. There's a first date with a fairly Goth-seeming woman ten years my junior; there's a second date with Cat Lady; and there's a first date with a woman slightly older than I am who contacted me and seems, if you can believe it, more eager than I am. Am I going to single person hell for feeling a bit wary about the older woman?
At the rate I may have to stop bitching about dating. The end of the world may be nigh.
I haven't written in four days because I had a pretty quiet weekend: I cancelled my party plans on Saturday due to crud. Most of Sunday I spent at the old place.
AXdad has always been kind to me, both before and after my big gender switcheroo. He's my favorite of his generation of in-laws, easily. I wish him as complete a recovery as possible, for his own sake and that of his wife, his children, and his grandchildren.
And in shockingly unrelated news, it looks as if I'm about to have three dates in the next six days, all three from OKCupid. There's a first date with a fairly Goth-seeming woman ten years my junior; there's a second date with Cat Lady; and there's a first date with a woman slightly older than I am who contacted me and seems, if you can believe it, more eager than I am. Am I going to single person hell for feeling a bit wary about the older woman?
At the rate I may have to stop bitching about dating. The end of the world may be nigh.
I haven't written in four days because I had a pretty quiet weekend: I cancelled my party plans on Saturday due to crud. Most of Sunday I spent at the old place.
