Stupid continent and air travel and job.

Seriously! Though I'm hesitant to buy a ticket for a flight now because of the sucky cancellations. Though I'm presenting at a conference in Denver in April so I should probably get my act together and plan. ugh.

My mom's in B'ham right now and I don't know her return date or airline and she's sure to freak out if her flight is cancelled (although that is mitigated by her getting more time with the grandboys.)

I figure hit the airlines that have already pulled planes and you should be ok. They are already on the defensive, trying to avoid future incarnations of this.

Happy birthday to Grace and Noah! Kat, I can't even comprehend the year you've had, but the world is a better place because those 2 babies are in it. I love watching them grow and change and thrive via the pictures you share. Thank you.

sara, there's no harm in looking at the menu. It's better than staring at the wall.

sara, there's no harm in looking at the menu.

Unless your retirement age boss witnesses it!

That's what I fear.

I really didn't mean to stare. He was just across from me. And I knew what the meeting contents were going to be.

Was better than staring at the person who shaved his head badly (but understandably-chemo.)

Your boss probably didn't see a thing. There were no embarrassing moments when you were caught flat-footed, and you had a good grasp of the topic the meeting covered. It's all good. You've got to look at *something*....

There are all sorts of heinous faux-pas in most of my meetings at work. It's just when I catch ME doing them... well, I groan at the very least.

Seriously, this crew? Barely socialized. B.A.R.E.L.Y.

Then it's not a faux-pas if no one else noticed. No groaning allowed.

I hope the work stress has lessened for you.

oh crap! Cashmere, I meant to say thank you for the book. I'm not sure I have the courage to read it yet, but I keep picking it up, reading snippets and putting it back down.

Random gift for Jesse.

Those are fabulous photos. A year! Imagine. I told the SO and he was all happy.

I think I use "garbage" and "trash" pretty interchangeably. I also say rubbish, which is what I think my mother said most of the time. Rubbish, and rubbish bins. Hmm. Now I'm thinking about rubbish.

I sorted my recyclables today, and I must say I'm doing much better with them in the new house, now there's a place for them. It's kinda hard not to recycle when the difference in effort is reaching my hand out another centimeter. (My kitchen has a trash pullout, and it's two cans, one behind the other. I put garbage in the front one and all recyclables in the back one. Then I periodically sort the back one into the larger bins on the deck, and take them to the various recyclers when they fill up.)

Anyway, at this point we're done with the construction debris, so into our big giant garbage can (to be picked up by the garbageman) goes only one small kitchen bag every week. Although this week there was more, but all kleenexes.