Thanks, Jessica! I'll go ahead and send it.

How often do you feed her solids?

3 times day.

Susan, sounds good to me!

I sent off two resumes this morning. One of them was to the guy who'd offered me a job back in May. I'm hoping he's still interested in me.

Our wireless router gets delivered today. I'm very excited. I know I'm going to end up spending the rest of my day setting up the wireless network and the new DSL modem, so I just wish it would get here already!

Goodish news:

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In New Orleans' historic French Quarter of Napoleonic-era buildings with wrought-iron balconies, water pooled in the streets from the driving rain, but the area appeared to have escaped the catastrophic flooding that forecasters had predicted.

On Jackson Square, two massive oak trees outside the 278-year-old St. Louis Cathedral came out by the roots, ripping out a 30-foot section of ornamental iron fence and straddling a marble statue of Jesus Christ, snapping off only the thumb and forefinger of his outstretched hand.

At the hotel Le Richelieu, the winds blew open sets of balcony French doors shortly after dawn. Seventy-three-year-old Josephine Elow of New Orleans pressed her weight against the broken doors as a hotel employee tried to secure them.

"It's not life-threatening," Mrs. Elow said as rain water dripped from her face. "God's got our back."

Less goodish news lakeside:

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On the south shore of Lake Ponchartrain, entire neighborhoods of one-story, shotgun-style homes were flooded up to the rooflines. The Interstate 10 off-ramps nearby looked like boat ramps amid the whitecapped waves. Garbage cans and tires bobbed in the water.

Two people were stranded on the roof as murky water lapped at the gutters.

"Get us a boat!" a man in a black slicker shouted over the howling winds.

Across the street, a woman leaned from the second-story window of a brick home and shouted for assistance.

"There are three kids in here," the woman said. "Can you help us?"

How often do you feed her solids?

3 times day.

You could probably do four 8-oz. bottles now, one with/after each meal, one at bedtime, but your pediatrician can advise you best. I'm trying to remember what Sara was getting at that age and it's amazing how it blurs so quickly.

and straddling a marble statue of Jesus Christ, snapping off only the thumb and forefinger of his outstretched hand.

My friend Betty (who used to live in New Orleans) called this "Touchdown Jesus" because the shadow it cast in the streetlights made it look like he was going back for a pass.

Cereally...

I went to my first Russian wedding this weekend, and WOW, so much fun! It was a mixed wedding -- the bride (a good friend of mine from college) is an atheist from Tennessee, the groom (who is just wonderful, and I couldn't be happier for her) is the son of Russian Jewish immigrants. So the service was a modified Jewish ceremony, and the reception was a full-on Russian Jewish extravaganza. Alex tried to prepare us ("The food that is on the tables when you get there is JUST THE APPETIZERS. Dinner won't be served until 10:30! Pace yourselves!") but...wow. So. much. food. When we got to the banquet hall, the tables were literally covered in cold appetizers. There was not a free square inch to be had. We also had a bottle each of vodka, cognac, and red wine (which turned out to be SPARKLING! fun!) for the table. We nibbled on the apps for a while (while the emcee made us toast the couple over and over and over again), and we danced a lot, and then they brought out what we thought was the main course.

Nope, these were the hot appetizers. There was soup, and quail, and caviar (which wasn't hot, but the blini were warm, so I guess it counted as part of Course #2), and more stuff I can't even remember, and at this point our table had finished our wine and were almost out of vodka.

Then we danced some more. By the time they'd brought out the real entrees, we'd been eating and drinking and dancing for almost three hours. Somehow, we ate more anyway, and then danced more and drank more (finished the vodka, and moved on to the cognac).

Dessert was served around 12:30, and we were all falling down tired, but still dancing and drinking because we were just having so much fun. (Except my poor freshman-year roommate, who was one of the bridesmaids, and was on call -- she's a doctor -- all day Friday and Saturday night, and hadn't slept in 42 hours. She fell asleep after the entrees arrived.)

I have pictures at home that I wanted to post on Flickr, but iPhoto was being a little bitch, so I couldn't. I'll try again tonight. But the whole affair was such a blast that all the miserable wedding stories I've read here over the past couple of days have been completely wiped from my mind.

How often do you feed her solids?

3 times day.

Does that include paper?

sounds like so much fun Jessica!

I love my new grocery store. It's like the ultimate shopping experience. Unfortunately, I usually go over my budget thanks to its wonderfulness.

Ooh, what grocery store is this?