mother's day weekend

this is vs running back up the wburg bridge to chase down this little old man on a bicycle so that he could take a picture of the little old man, the little old bicycle and the GIANT FUCKING FISH the man had caught and which was hanging off the back.

i was laughing too hard to chase vs chasing the little old man, which is why he's just a dot in the middle of the picture.


earlier in the week i'd been anxious that this weekend would be very difficult for me-- stress from preparing for conferences, which are this week, and then, man, that persistent ache that seems to be part of my post-mom mother's day weekend anticipation these days. but i dunno, it worked out okay.

we watched a cab run a stop sign and plow into several other cars, friday night-- this lady was hurt & bolted from one of the cars in a panic. vs called 911; i ran to catch her/ get her to be still/ get ice, etc. she was bleeding so much from her face, and she was crying through swollen lips in english and spanish and i wanted to hold her and comfort her and help her calm down, but fuck this thing about blood! it took a few minutes for cops and emts to get there, but in that time, we'd gotten her ice, walked her back to her husband and helped her get settled in the backseat of her car. i think she was okay. her mouth took the worst of it i think-- it could have been so much worse. i had been thinking about losing my mom a few hours before that, and i dunno. i think helping this woman helped me feel like maybe some kid out there, born or not yet born, might be happy that we stopped & helped, rather than just stopping to gawk the way a lot of people were.

apart from that, it was a pretty chill & fun weekend & i feel... not at all depressed. it feels good to feel good again, jeez, does it ever.