Isn't that always the way, Anne (hearing back from jobs after you've made a decision that makes taking said jobs impossible, I mean). It occurred to me the other day that you won't have to gvie up Wtch and Posts when you move to st. Louis because you'll be in the Central Time Zone.

It is very slow where I work today as well. There's very little to do except play on the internet.

Someone want to make phone calls for me and fill out some of my forms? I'd greatly appreciate it!

Hey Anne! Good to hear about the hearing about jobs. Practice interviews are a good idea plus, if you do get job offer or offers, it will give you a good boost of job-hunting self confidence.

If you don't have anything else to do on the internets, check out our little faux webpage (our real one is for real in the works and should be ready for the public soon): [link]

Warning: the music starts up when you open the page. I HATE that but can't figure out how to make it stop.

Call it Mardi Gras decorations and leave it up till February, Ginger.

Snerk. Is Easter early this year?

Snerk. Is Easter early this year?

Yup. Mardi Gras is Feb 8th 9the "season" started yesterday). Bacchus is the same day as the Superbowl. It's extremely weird.

(edited to remove an entirely extraneous word and put in some others that contributed to understanding)

Bacchus is the same day as the Superbowl

Note to self: avoid New Orleans on this day.

Not that I'm likely to ever get there, dammit. But I spent several years watching their newscasts for a press clipping agency, and I can still pronounce Cajun words properly. For a while there I could discuss Louisiana politics like a near-native. Ah, Edwin Edwards.

For some reason, I kept putting it at the end of Jan and freaking out. But extra week- yay!!!

I prefer Lafayette's MG, but will likely spend it in S'port for my cousin's baby shower.

Good morning. Betsy, damn, on the friend - the communications are still very much wrecked, so here's hoping things are okay.

Weighing in 25 years later on the daycare issue, I got lucky. Nannies - the kind who have a child of their own and a small income and a little house with a garden and want to stay home and supplement their income at the same time - were apparently common in London in early 1980. When I placed the ad, I got three responses in the first two days, and all of them would have been suitable. Anita won because a) she lived a quarter mile away from us at the foot of Muswell Hill, b) she had a splendid garden and a sheepdog, c) she had a seven year old daughter who thought Joanna was her own child and adored her on sight, and d) Joanna took one look at Anita and held her arms out. It was a lifesaver.

When I moved stateside, I asked for recs at her pediatrician's office, and got a shortlist of daycare places. About 80% were either full or too pricey, but we found a good one and she was there for nearly three years.

Nora, I missed any semblance of anything that looked like a pity party.

And in memememe news? My makeover man, Mr. Evangelista, missed his plane this morning, and will be taking a later one, and can I go to Cozza (the hair salon) on my own today, and let the English bloke called Graham check out my hair, thanks?

My makeover man, Mr. Evangelista

Never in my life has anyone of my acquaintance made a statement that's filled me with such giddy delight. Mr. Evangelista. Hee.

I know, it's very odd.

It occurred to me the other day that you won't have to gvie up Wtch and Posts when you move to st. Louis because you'll be in the Central Time Zone.

True. I'm glad that relocation will only screw up my internet friendships for a few weeks at most.

lisah, I'm in a cube farm, so I'll have to check out noisy website at home.