Ha. Actually I could just as easily have said Friday. I'm really not so excited about my birthday.

A nurse just came to give me exercises to do with Noah. Not for me (like stomach crunches with Noah!) but for him. These include tummy time, holding things and being read aloud to. I can actually do all of that.

Bits of the internet keep withering up and dropping off the grid today. It's annoying because some of them are actually places I use for work.

I'm blaming Moldova.

Why does it hate me?

Well damn. Now it hates me too. I blame you, Lee. It knows I'm associating with you.

Burrell, we have an eye appointment tomorrow (expect it to be half a day long I was told) and she said to tell the staff that Noah needs to be put in a room immediately to avoid other germy kids. AND that I need to tell Dr. K to wash his hands since he has a rep for not. I am hard pressed to imagine doing either thing.

sarameg, What has Moldova ever done to you?

LJ still down, apparently. It's a conspiracy to make me do useful things, apparently.

Tummy time! Tummy time was such a source of mommy anxiety for me with Frances. She hated it and cried and inevitably I'd end it after a minute or two. Instead all I did was hold her for like a month, maybe two. And then lo and behold, she eventually liked it and wanted to be on her tummy and I learned that everything comes at its own time. But so much needless anxiety on my part!

I blame because I can.

LJ hates me. Netflix apparently has decided to flounce off the internets, just when I need to obsess over whether I'm getting new Deadwood or not. Skool does not so much hate me, as it appears incapable of answering my perfectly reasonable "why the fuck are you charging me twice as much as I should be paying?" email.

Why was it that I liked these internets, again?

Teacher types, let me know what you think --

On Friday, the students and I had a hellish travel experience, and the students were terrific. I said I would take them to Six Flags to reward them. Then, a bunch of shit started happening, all of which was careless, and could have been avoided, culminating in a student telling me at 11PM that she wouldn't have her assignment in by 9AM as had been required for a week (which she knew when we left on Friday, and just mentioned it). then, this morning, only ONE student got their assignment in on time, and 4 of them were over 15 minutes late to class.

At this point, I feel like rescinding the trip, but it would also punish those who did what they were supposed to do. OTOH, I hate for them to think that they can get away with this shit.

Thoughts?

Well damn. Now it hates me too. I blame you, Lee. It knows I'm associating with you.

My computer jinx is strong and unavoidable.