We need to buy a new kitchen table & chairs this weekend. A nice set that will seat 8 and won't end up in craptastic, broken chairs in less than 2 years.

And I hope to nap and read.

Oooh, I must find my opera glasses!

I loves me some Jilli fashion details.

I also want a Wii.

I think I'm gonna catch up on BSG tonight tomorrow BBQ, and Sunday I've got a guitar recital thing that I'm totally not ready for. Oh and I need to go into work to log my time for the last month.

Swirly, small heart, big ponytail.

Hey Jilli, send me your addie. I got you a present at the Book Expo!

I also got my Bronze Award certificate thingy. It's pretty neat! Also, I saw Kat and got Batman and Wonder Woman temporary tattoos.

Dark Horse wouldn't give me free stuff, for they are lame.

I'm working this weekend, but it's pretty fun work, what with the lander on Mars and all. I have to go in to work at 7:30p and be there through 3am or so. Currently at a great happy hour a a Zona 78 and perhaps I shouldn't have had that second draft Mothership Wit. Maybe the garlic breath from the sauteed calamari will cover!

Yay Bronze award!

Yay for winning the bronze, Allyson!

Your job has much coolness, lori.

My weekend is fairly open other than a Saturday play date for Frances and a looming sore throat. With luck, the sore throat will go away quietly tonight without any fussing.

DH is off at a retreat on Whidbey Island with his church men's group until tomorrow afternoon, so for the next 24 hours or so it's just minding Annabel, laundry, and trying to get some writing and reading in when she's asleep or amusing herself. No real plans for after DH gets back either, which is nice, because next week at work will be crazy.

Annabel just came upstairs, put on her crown, admired herself in the mirror, and went downstairs to throw a birthday party for one of her stuffed animals.

I've got to decide what to do about my eyes. When they put me on the morphine, vision was one of the things that got shot. If I relax and let the images of each eye slide out of registration, each picture is perfectly focussed. If I don't--if I fight for a perfect overlay, everything has a bit of a halo.

My eyes can't have actually gotten worse because of the morphine, right? I figure I just have to remember how to see properly. Sometimes it's just fine, and sometimes I'm thinking too hard.

Saturday is the World Science Festival street fair.

Sunday is open, but will probably involve a walk up to Dub Pies for breakfast and then a stop at the Tot Lot on the way home for D. And at some point I need to dye my hair for lo, it is faded and orange in the back.