Hey, dw! Cool to see you around. Now Annabel needs to start posting.

Yay, P-C!!! All the job~ma/interview~ma I've got directed towards you today.

Yay, P-C! And much job~ma for later today, of whatever variety you'd like.

Heaps of interview-ma, slow-down-ma, and eventual Kansas City-ma to you -- and WOOT on the actual holding of a genuine job right this instant!

Lotsa job~ma P-C, and congrats on having something to tide you over!

I only ever had the Violent Femmes on cassette, and I'm sure that has long since bit the dust. I should reacquire.

I have discovered my cats have religious differences. The one is a devotee of Janus and observes by standing in doorways whenever possible. And meowing for us to open doors so she can stand half in and half out. The other has recently converted to the First Church of the Beneficent Catnip Fish, which involves a lot of hymn singing, or possibly beseeching prayers, it's hard to tell.

Massive interview/job/right livelihood ~ma to P-C. Go get'em with your technically astute writerly self.

Now Annabel needs to start posting.

Working on it. Now that we have three computers, it's a lot more likely. Problem is that she's fascinated by power buttons, which does put a damper on attempts to post.

Much job~ma and yays to PC, and yay to -t as well!

Now Annabel needs to start posting.

Sometimes it wouldn't surprise me. She's still not really talking as such, but I have this weird and probably completely off-base theory that she's trying to figure out the written as well as the spoken word. When we play "point to the baby" with the YoBaby carton, she's equally as likely to point to the word "baby" as the picture of the baby. Which is probably totally a coincidence and may mean nothing other than she knows I want her to point somewhere in the general vicinity of the picture. And I also think I've seen her watching the phonics bits of Between the Lions with a look of concentration.

So yeah, I veer wildly between thinking I have the most genius child on the planet and fretting over her continuing near-silence. Though I've finally noticed there's a "keee!" somewhere in her laughing and squealing when an cat food commercial comes on, so I think that's supposed to be "kitty." And she'll kinda echo "thank you," only with barely any consonant sounds. I'm noticing all of this much more since seeing my mother and SIL around her last week, both of whom have much more baby experience than I do and were actually finding patterns in what sounded like so much random babble to me.

It would be really wrong to make a Katrina and the Waves joke wouldn't it?

Just saw this. The XM 60s-on-6 morning DJ has been making them for 3 days now. Complete with clips of "Walking on Sunshine."

This is the guy who also has a loud, obnoxious, Darth-Vader-like "Request Denied" for anyone who calls in to request a non-'60s record. He's very strange.

Anyone want the wedding drama of the day??