You are welcome. Now you don't have to write a note!

Aaaaaaaaaaah!

I've been compulsively refreshing the exam results page even though nothing's supposed to be posted until 5 CST. Passing numbers just posted. Of all the envelopes and slips of paper in my purse, none of them have my number. Oh the tauntiness.

It's already written, I just don't have any stamps!!

sj is adorable, as is her young man. Glad this is going well in the midst of apartment trauma. Hey, you'll have someone to help you move!

Thank you. I keep having this thought that this is all working too easily and isn't this type of thing supposed to be difficult, but I am working to make those thoughts go away. He has already offered to help with the move, even if it means having to meet my family.

He bought me a stuffed pig the first time he came to meet my family. We still have it and Owen plays with it.

Awww, Cashmere that is so sweet.

Emeline is adorable!

Happy Birthday, Miracleman!!!

Miracleman! Dude! Happy birthday, man.

Emma has pianist fingers. It's ridiculous. Look at those joints and knuckles - a born musician. Either that, or she can set a whole new standard for rolfing and chiropractics.

I keep having this thought that this is all working too easily and isn't this type of thing supposed to be difficult

Not always. Sometimes, that type of thing isn't difficult at all.

Emma is, as always, adorable. I'm very cross there's all this distance between me and her, because I want to hold her and rock her to sleep while singing "Goodnight Demon Slayer". (The perfect lullabye for all Buffista babies, and I *really* need to make copies of it to send to the various Buffista parents.)

So far, her favorite lullaby is "yesterday". She's also partial to "Blackbird". Her favorite fun song?

Only in Kenya.

Deb, as soon as she's able, she's getting piano lessons.

Emma looks so lovely. And that picture of the three of you made me get a little sniffly.

I'm in the process of moving my enormous number of books into different rooms of the apartment; right now literally everything I own is crammed into my bedroom, and it sucks. I feel like I'm living in a dorm room. So I've decided to take everything that's not actual bedroom stuff out of the room. It's challenging, that's for sure.

Does anyone have Polter-Cow's mailing address? I found a copy of the literary magazine Ploughshares in my moving, and the one I have is edited by Lorrie Moore. I thought I'd send it to him. If anyone knows it, could you please email it to my profile address? Muchas gracias.

Emeline is beautiful. (But that Santa was a little creepy.)

YES! (and yes!)