So I learned 2 personal things about T today. She's almost 60, and she's retiring in July to work for herself as a career counselor. I ooohed and ahhhed over self employment while she stumbled all over the place trying to stifle her (canned) reaction. She was going to say something conciliatory but it wasn't necessary. She thanked me for my congrats and expressed her intention to say a little prayer for me every time I crossed her mind, and asked me to do the same for her.

Is it weird that I'm not sad and weepy? Oh, well, I've been weird all my life, no sense changing now!