I peaked around 26/27. A year later I was pregnant and that changed everything. Fast. It's never been the same. Now I'm in a place where that's okay. I think.

Gronklies, everyone. I'm keeping Julia home, today. She was up half the night with a runny nose. Scott took care of the earlier wakings, but I got the 5:30 waking. He'd given her Benadryl around 5, but it just wasn't helping. She's finally asleep, I think. But between the lack of sleep, and the Benadryl, she'd be toast if she went to school, today.

Looks like a messy commute out there, Somervillains. Although I suppose I could be on the other side of the snow/rain line from you. I haven't watched the weather.

Timelies!

I have a warm cat on my lap. How did that happen?

Them cats is self-mobilizing, I hear tell. Never know when one of them is going to show up and plunk hisself down.

The Red Line turned out not to be screwed up yesterday morning. However, a big water main broke in Kendall Square last night, so the late commuters had to be bussed around the flooded tunnel. Both problems are really not the MBTA's fault, but oy, what a mess for the passengers.

Which would include me, and I'd better get going already....

::pokes head in thread::

Nilly? Happy lunch. Please let me say how odd it feels knowing that you're going to lunch when I should be going to lunch, and instead I'm eating breakfast.

Timelies, all!

Does anyone remember how I was all "Yay, I'm going with my choir to Greece in June!" last fall? Yeah, well, it turns out not so much. The other choir director who was organizing things apparently didn't, so Greece will have to do without our musical stylings. Damnit.

On the upside, I was able to use the money I'd saved for the trip to pay off the last of my credit cards. (I'm now waiting for my car to spontaneously combust, thus putting the debt right back on. But still, it'll be a nice 15 minutes or whatever of being credit card debtless.) And I bought myself a consolation prize of Wonderfalls dvds and Todd Rundgren's A Capella. So on the whole I'm feeling kinda mellow about the whole thing.

Oh, who am I kidding. I'm bummed. But I'll get over it.

Re: peak ages. When I was 19 I was kinda pretty and had no idea, and thus couldn't capitalize on it. There was a lot of "Why is he looking at me? My hair must totally suck today or maybe my shirt's doing something weird. Why am I such a hopeless freak, why?" Thank Gaia I didn't peak sexually then, since I didn't get it on with another person until I was 21. For reasons that are probably obvious.

Age 25 was much better. And I have firm hopes for 37-38.

SA, I miss seeing you early in the morning. Have a great first day back at school.

Count me as boggled that Gus is not fending off women with, um a big stick. That said, if there was anyone who looked less good than me at nineteen, I'm boggled by that, too. So. hideous.(If that's the best it gets, I wish this town had more bridges for me to roll off of.)I hope it's better now.

Oh Calli, how disappointing re Greece.

When I say I peaked at 26/27, I just meant in physical appearance, ftr.

We bought our wedding rings at the same place we bought the engagement ring. But not at the same time, and not on purpose. The stone on my engagement ring doesn't sit right on a regular ring, so I got a band that has a mirroring curve of my stone.

Sadly, we went to the jeweler this past weekend and it looked to be out of business. Glad we were able to support small local business while we could, though. Tom joked, that maybe if we'd bought a diamond, they'd still be in business.

I think I haven't quite reached my peak. I've noticed that my appearance has gotten better as my attitude about myself has gotten better.