and people wonder how i got the name...

a friend's mom was in a serious car accident wednesday, of the "you're lucky to be alive" caliber. yuck! hearing about it, though, and the seriousness of her injuries, has thrown me into care-giver mode with a vengance. i've spent a big chunk of today furiously email various friends, trying to arrange a visit and cheer-up gifts for tomorrow, plus the beginnings of more long-range stuff for when she gets home.

i'm a woman on a mission, and i won't rest until i avenge what was done (or rather, NOT done) to/for my mother during her 18 months of hell. i will NOT let another person be the victim of empty promises of a hot meal, company, housecleaning, errand-running, or even a cheerful note. and knowing that family can sometimes be the worst offenders (at least in mom's case; her younger sister all but vanished from the face of the earth), i suppose i'm doubly determined, although i can't say i know ANYTHING about her family!

here's hoping i can turn this off long enough to ENJOY the opera tonight, and maybe get a few hours of sleep.