She's crashed out now. I'd love to stand up, but I don't want to disturb the sleeping baby, because that never ends well. She's got her left arm thrown over my right wrist. It's making typing amusing. I will say I'm very glad that I touch type, or I'd never be able to get any typing done at all--the laptop is an arm's length away from me, and I can't even see the keyboard.

I must get to Seattle.

Jilli! And here I thought that going to the doctor was kind of sucky on your birthday -- good luck with the surgury although I am sure you won't need any and it will go very smoothly and you will recover quickly and easily.

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Work is going to be OK, I think. I'm starting to suspect that beneath New Boss's prickly exterior lurks a damn funny woman. I have an office with a door that closes, and nearly twice the size of my former office (whose door also closed), which is to say it couldn't be mistaken for a walk-in closet. It's overwhelming--there's a lot to learn, and I'm actually NOT a glorified secretary, much more of an office manager/administrator type. That said, I think once I get the hang of it it'll be a good job for my lifestyle, because I think the hours will be regular, and it doesn't seem like emotionally taxing work.

Annabel did well at daycare, though she went through all the replacement clothes I sent with her, didn't nap well, and barely touched her tuna casserole at lunch, filling up instead on fruit and cheese. But she was good and happy. When I came to pick her up, the teacher said, "Annabel, look who's here!" She grinned, ran toward me--and veered off to run to the little indoor slide. Which I guess means, "Oh good, Mama's here. But we don't have that slide thing at home, and I wanna do that one more time!"

Susan, I'm so happy that your new job is going to be good for you, and I'm glad that Annabel is enjoying day care. As for the tuna casserole, well, fruit and cheese is soooooo Continental. Classy-like. Who could resist.

Can't blame anyone for skipping tuna cassarole. Actually, I think fruit and cheese is much healthier.

And in his underground lair, Neil Diamond is twirling his moustache and exclaiming "Curses! Foiled again!"

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Cute Penguins!

((((Jilli))))

((((Betsy))))

I'm hating the birthday-ignoring people.

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Hi Fay!

Thank you kindly!

And woohoo to NoiseDesign! With the recognition! And the kilt! Go Team!

Jessica, that is rotten, rotten, rotten. I can't believe people would be that blatently cruel and dismissive. I am angry on your behalf.

Back in Chicago, I saw things like that happening in our corporate office (where I got a promotion to while I was there), and I was sick of it. So, I set out to make birthday treats for each person in the office for a whole year. It was great! People loved it and looked forward to it. I wish I was in your office. I'd fix it right now. Bastards.

Yay, Drew! How exciting!!!!

I did really well yesterday, making it through classes, tutoring and work. I got home and crashed. I was SO tired. I went to bed at 7:30pm. Of course, I was up half the night coughing, so I paid for possibly overdoing it. Now I have to figure out what to do today. I'm thinking of trying to go to lab on Thursday instead, but I have to figure out a plan with my TA first, because we have a lab report due today...and, unfortunately, it's handwritten, so I can't e-mail it to her. Ugh.

Congratulations, Drew!