Timelies all!

Minor annoyance this morning when I put on one of my brand new shirts(bought yesterday) and found that the left sleeve seam had split partway up the arm. Did a quick and dirty stitchup, and its wearable again.

Have now added some more shower gel stuff to the ridiculous amount I already have. (Curse you, Bath & Body Works, and your dessert-scented goods)

Aww! Emmett's taking his new role so well.

"Get with it, Dad! I have a sister to spoil rotten!"

Love Mike Logan.

Love Emmett.

Love Emmett's Matilda-love.

Love Emmett's Matilda-love.

He's holding her now with the boppy around his waist while JZ demolishes a peanut butter English Muffin.

He's officially declared she's "like a baby puppy." And we all know how high that standard is for him.

Oof. I'm getting tired and sore. I need to apply a nice cold tequila compress to the back of my throat.

Emmett's almost as cute as Matilda.

Glurgh. On NUMB3RS they said that Megan was a black belt in krav maga. At first I was cheered by the shoutout, but then it made me think of how few female black belts there are, and how there's one fewer now than there was a couple months ago. And now I'm bummed out.

Any fireman groupies out there? I seem to recall Trudy was.

JZ said the firehouse would help with the carseat. So drove over and asked. The chief (trim guy, early forties, handsome and swarthy) says, "Well, we used to hold seminars with experts. We're not the experts. But we'll definitely help. Why don't you pull on in."

So the chief's helping me fuss with the latch and anchor system as we flip through the manual and he leans over to one of his crew and says, "Hey Sean, you have any experience with these things?"

Sean is your classic Irish American fireman. Athletic 6 footer, short blond hair. Real good looking. Open earnest face. Mid twenties. Father of two.

"Oh yeah, we've got one of those."

Sean digs in and wrestles with it for fifteen minutes until it's real secure. "Yeah, my second hated the neck cradle thing for newborns. Wouldn't sleep in the car until we took it out."

I show him a picture of Matilda on my phone. "Awwwww! What a cutie."

We love the firemen.

I mean, honestly, it wasn't their job at all. But they help. That's what they do.

Aw, ita. that's hard.

I am loving all the Emmett/Tilda news. The DH was 12 when his younger brother was born and he LOVED it. i think it was the best part of his adolescence.

I LOVES me some firemen.

Okay, if I wasn't a fireman groupie before, I am now.

Emmett is adorable.

The firemen in my neighborhood are real nice. In summer they put out fresh watter and doggie treats....

ION, now we know what space smells like. From the space-blog of that millionaire space tourist chick:

The time went by really slowly, but finally the moment arrived and they were ready to open the hatch. Mike and Misha called me closer and told me to take a good whiff because this would be the first time I would smell “SPACE.”

They said it is a very unique smell. As they pulled the hatch open on the Soyuz side, I smelled “SPACE.” It was strange… kind of like burned almond cookie. I said to them, “It smells like cooking” and they both looked at me like I was crazy and exclaimed:”Cooking!”

I said, “Yes… sort of like something is burning… I don’t know it is hard to explain…”

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