$#%@ it.

My aunt went in for surgery today. Mom said AD was pretty frightened and that was mostly upset me, because AD is totally cast-iron-bitch tough and if she's scared, well, holy sweet babby zombie jeebus. The good news was they didn't have to slice her open from stem to stern, they were able to do laproscopic surgery and the growth, at first examination, doesn't appear to be malignant. So now both my mom and my aunt have had intestinal issues. Needless to say, I upped my fiber intake. Considerably. She called me, she recovering, minus eight inches of intestine.

As light as I make of it, honestly it was tough, and I didn't want to deal with that or with work and it was a sunny day, so we went to Hirosake to see the Sakura (Cherry Blossoms). It's the first time we've gone to do Ohanami (flower viewing) and actually had the Sakura blooming.

It was a beautiful day and the sun and the Sakura and all the people--well it all helped to take my mind off of a lot of stuff that's been rattling around my head and making me constantly the verge of tears and/or a total nuclear rage meltdown constantly for the last few weeks. I felt a bit guilty about bailing out of work, but I have been pretty freaking useless anyway , so I only felt a *bit* guilty. It's not like the shop falls apart without me, either.

I really need a long vacation to really think about some stuff. Actually, to think about a lot of stuff. By myself. The triathlon training is actually good for me in this respect, focusing on moving my body gets me out of my head, if you know what I mean.

Sakura Matsuri Photos at Flickr

This is one I really like, because it has a kimono lady in it.