tries too dance . trips, falls... no pain

Too much wine for that . bookcases are nearer to completetion. DH's interview went well. thru the grapevine my supervisor ( who did not know beforehand, but I know how tiny the library world is ) said my interview wnet well. Watched Corpse Bide, which we liked. my ankles hurt.

that is my life right now.

ha

double post, but not a triple flip

Yay good interviews for Beth and DH! Sorry that your ankles are hurting, though.

Yay for good interviews.

Smiling at your tag Kristin. Oddly, or maybe not so much, I think of you when I read that thread title. And you've never annoyed me. Although I would find it very cute to see you try.

Cleared up all my threads by skipping to recent. Getting ready for the road trip finally. Still a little touched that the boys preferred to drive with us to NY rather than flying. Now I need to go kick their butts and get them to pack their stuff.

Laura, have a fun and safe trip. Did you get any other responses about the Hartford/Providence/Boston question?

The advice you and Nutty sent concerning staying in the Providence area made sense. I haven't made any decisions or reservations yet. I know Sheila will be going, but I haven't decided whether I will join her.

My planning rarely goes further than tomorrow.

We're having waffles. Emmett and Nicole are about to watch South Park together and snicker gleefully.

Nicole is reacting to San Francisco sort of like Ple reacted when she first met the Buffistas in Chicago. With an unprecedented sense of belonging.

Which is, of course, the entire reason for getting her down here.

But she gets it. That she's allowed to be her feaky, funky, arty, snarky self here in a way that got her pushed into lockers and knocked down stairs in Sacramento.

Timelies!

I'm at work - wooohooo!

DH, the kids, and I went out to breakfast and then they headed off toward Stockton and I buzzed over here. This morning was much better than last night - no last minute guilt trips or arguments. Mom should be heading out of town soon, so by the time I get home I'll have a quiet house.

Have fun, Laura! Sorry I'm going to miss you!

I need to call my landlord. She called back on, what? Tuesday? when we weren't home. So, I called and left her a very nice message. Which she hasn't returned.

And now I almost feel like bringing up all of this other stuff is pointless, although it's not. It's just so much time has passed that, ugh, I dread dealing with it.

Can I just go back to bed?

Can I just go back to bed?

No, get up and kick her ass. Literally, throw her to the ground and put the boot to her!

It'll be very cathartic.