Oh wait, I have a 16GB Touch, not an 8GB. But still, half the capacity of my old 30GB iPod Classic and I'm not hurting for space.

This is why I'm scared to get rid of the CDs I really like!

I'm still happy I got rid of original CDs. I can get a lot more songs on each CD by burning them as MP3s, plus I have very few in-tact albums on my iTunes anymore, there usually at least 1-2 songs I dislike on an album.

This is why I'm scared to get rid of the CDs I really like!

When we were moving to Michigan, I began packing our CDs.

Aimee said "No, we'll sell them. They're all on the Batcomputer anyway!"

And I said "What if the Batcomputer crashes?"

And Aimee said "You need a bigger box."

So I go to bed early for me. And then wake up late. And get stuck behind a cement truck going a whopping 15 mph. And then there is some sort of meeting no one told us about so the parking lot was full by 9:30. And there are delivery trucks blocking the turnaround where we pull in to get overflow parking passes and stupid people blocking the road. I have to park in East Siberia and suddenly oversleeping by 30 minutes makes me an hour late.

Crabby.

And there are delivery trucks blocking the turnaround where we pull in to get overflow parking passes and stupid people blocking the road.

Something in the water today maybe? People were driving keerazy at 6:15 this a.m. when I was on my way to yoga class. Some bitch nearly plowed into me when she passed me on the right as I was trying to get into the right lane to exit.

I have a good friend here (actually, Miss P's mom, the one I saw give birth) who would dearly love to set me up on a blind date. However, she knows I'd kill her if she did. She still makes tenative forays and sighs when I give her the look. If you were in B'more, I'd sic her on you. I almost feel bad for thwarting her inner matchmaker.

You know there are other single ladies of your acquaintance in B'more, right? I'm just sayin'.

So while I was browning the ground beef for chili, Olivia poured out a whole cup of milk into the couch cushion and Owen dumped half a box of kosher salt.

That reminds me of the time Leif and Emaryn had dumped eggs, and ketchup and some other stuff on the carpet in her room. I caught her going back there with a bottle of maple syrup. Her excuse for doing this (Leif was toddler age, but Emaryn was not) was that her arms and legs were not under her control and made her take things from the refrigerator to dump on the carpet in order make a recipe.

So while I was browning the ground beef for chili, Olivia poured out a whole cup of milk into the couch cushion and Owen dumped half a box of kosher salt.

Emeline had a little play table in the corner of the living room. It had drawers for crayons and whatnot.

One day we smelled sour milk. We couldn't find the source for the longest time until Aimee went over to the table and WHOA NELLY!!

Emeline had dumped a whole cup of milk in a drawer and hadn't told anyone.

She was not allowed to have milk in the living room for a long while.

30 Rock is coming back tonight! And it's about MILF Island!

Gud, perhaps you should write a manual TO WARN OTHER PARENTS. It's hard to walk a fine line between preventing messy catastrophes and quashing their budding creativity, isn't it?