Good morning, vw! And everyone else!

There is a researcher coming to my house this morning. That's fine, but the house is pretty cluttered at the moment. I don't think neatness is part pf her research, but there is no way I'm letting her in with the house the way it is. So, a fun morning of picking stuff up awaits me. Yay!

Timelies to you, vw, and to everyone else.

I have to get the babies ready for school in just a few minutes, and I'm not quite functional. This is going to be an interesting day.

Hi, Stephanie!

Hi, Deena! Ooooo...Deena, I was talking to my dad this morning and guess what he suggested? A control group. Are you two on the same wave-length or what?!

Good luck getting the babies ready for school.

I have to go write the control group's survey. I've got a half hour to do it.

Timelies. It actually hit the freezing mark this morning. Um, yay?

the guys from Woods Hole Oceanagraphic Institute gave us a photo mosaic of the 5th Century shipwreck they are exploring. So I've now joined the ranks of the first 50 people to see these casks and amphorae in the last 1700 years.

So very nifty!

Timelies!

I actually have an appointment to get my hair cut this afternoon. My cousin is getting married this weekend, so we are attempting to look like humans for the event.

But, I have no clue what to do with my mop. I have been working on growing it out, but it is frustrating me and I think I liked it shorter (hush, Hec). DH hated - with a passion - when it was shorter.

My biggest frustration is that it is not straight enough for most short styles, yet not curly enough for others. HELP ME!!!!!

So I've now joined the ranks of the first 50 people to see these casks and amphorae in the last 1700 years.

This is so cool.

I did something very non-l33t at lunch, and asked if I could scan the photo, or a portion of it, to my Flickr account (it's copyrighted to Woods Hole) so you guys could see it, and they said no, not until they release their work. Which makes sense.

I may do a painting of it (when I have time, HA!), as it's neat patterns and textures. The debris field is oblong, with mostly intact amphorae (the kind with pointy bottoms) predominating, in various depths of sediment. It's all tones of reddish-brown, and there are starfish here and there.

ION, Mallory had his first souvlaki at lunch today, and appears to be a fan.

Well, the babies are on the bus, slightly under-dressed for the weather. I didn't take into account the wind off the lake when I checked the temps. They'll only be outside 5 minutes at a time, both have long-sleeved shirts on and fleece jackets, so they won't freeze.

Oh, sharing time. Kara and I went to do the grocery shopping all by ourselves on Sunday, a little girl's afternoon fun. We talked about what to buy and chatted about things and it was great, though I had to shush her a couple of times while I was reading labels or comparing price per lb on a couple of things.

So, we're in the checkout line and I'm unloading the food, and she says, "Hi!" to the nice lady in line behind us. The nice lady says hi back and adds, "Are you shopping with Mommy? You must be a big help."

Kara seemed stumped, so I said, "She's a very good helper." Then Kara piped up with, "But when I'm not quiet, I have to sit in the car by myself." I laughed (oh god! oh god! don't say that stuff to strangers!) that off and went back to piling the food on the conveyor belt. Whereupon Kara leaned over to the lady and stage-whispered, "And Daddy says he's going to SPANK me, all the time."

and to balance that with an Aidan story, Greg caught Aidan beating on the keyboard of his computer. He told Aidan, "NO!" which, now that we've figured out he really understands it, seems to be working. This time, Aidan turned toward his Daddy, smacked the keyboard hard with one hand, and said, "FUCK IT!" and then walked away.

Deena!!! I should know better than to drink hot tea while reading Kara stories - let alone Aidan!

Please, PLEASE, never plan on getting Kara and Em together. They will take over the world, I tell you.

eta - Spelling - bah, I laugh at your spelling.