Yum, ice cream cake! Good for C for getting into the spirit of things.

Poor K-Bug. If you were my mom, I wouldn't want to share you either.

My nephew Chris, who you may remember went to Iraq and came back safely, married his fiance Jenny today here in Minnesota.

Because of certain private family circumstances, they chose to change *both* of their last names to Jensen, instead of retaining either of their last names.

The name change is something he's been thinking of since his parents divorced, and they took the opportunity to make it official with the wedding.

Congratulations to the newly Jensen'd!

Best wishes to the newlyweds.

Poor Emmett. I hope he's better tomorrow.

Sparky, mostly I'm hoping that I can make this something I actually do. I still think endorphins are a myth, though.

Man, Emmett's sick-life sounds way better than college-sick-life. When I get sick I have to email people and sort of keen quietly until someone takes pity on me and heats my proverbial chicken soup.

My god, I have 250 pages of reading due by tomorrow. Why on earth have I not begun it yet?

Hey! It's too late here to call anyone and gloat, but I have a 2nd date Thursday night! We're going to see "Brokeback Mountain."

I thought maybe he wasn't interested, cause we'd made tentative plans to get together last Sunday; I called Sat. evening, left a message. Then I got out of a party earlier than expected Sat., and called later to see if he wanted to catch a late drink. It was about 11:15, and I'd had a bottle of vino and wasn't sleepy. So when he didn't call...and didn't call, I thought I'd hit the freaky girl-calls too much button.

But his roomie caught the messages, and didn't tell him till tonight, and he called me right up.

Earlier tonight, my Friday night date (nice guy - no zing) called and I answered the phone, thinking it was a co-worker...he wanted to see me again, thought i was "awesome" -- and I felt like a shit cause I had to utter the dreaded "You're a nice guy, but...." speech.

I always feel like a asshole with that gig.

So Tuesday night score: One puppy kicked, but one apologetic call and movie date.

Karma still is my friend.

Read, SA, read like the wind! Or, you know, skim like the wind.

Happy Jensens. What a sensible idea they had.

Oh Brenda, lessening pain to you, and a speedy and efficacious procedure.

Good on the lower temp for Emmett, and I hope he continues to improve.

I have another friend having a birthday on the 9th whom I don't see often enough. But we'll meet this weekend to celebrate, so I'll lift a glass to you then too, MG, even though it will likely be a chai latte. Thought's the same.

Did I comment on the Teppy hair? Did I? It's beautiful, and suits you well.

Now come here and tell me what to do with this mop of mine. It's getting too long to be carefree, but not long enough to be practical (ponytail, Buffy-esque twist and pin with a slide, coil and skewer with oversize hairpin or hairsticks, etc.). And I'm slightly afeared of going as short as it was in Cleveland last spring, because once that short, it may never be any longer again.

Bangs? Layers and long bangs?

My hair is thin, babyfine, slick and stick- straight. If it's done in layers it looks like I have no hair at all, unless it's less than 2 inches long so I can get the light-socket effect with product. And while bangs might work on another face, they don't work well with my glasses. And they drive me banananuts, bangs in my face.

I keep hoping for a miracle, but really, shoulder length blunt cut or dowager Dench seem to be my options.

she doesn't like sharing mom.

MG, I had the same issue when my best friend moved in with us the summer before my senior year of high school. I'd been busy pushing my Mom away for years and when he gladly soaked up all that Mom-attention, I got irrationally territorial.

Emmett's fever dropped down to 99.sumpin by bedtime. I won't put him in school tomorrow, but I expect he'll bounce back and that'll be his last day out. We read from the Big Calvin & Hobbes book before bedtime. Previous to that he was watching the Three Stooges in the different language options. In Portugese they've got Curley talking in a very high, effeminiate voice. It was a little disconcerting, though not entirely inaccurate for Curley's persona.