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.

Man, I love having a friend on my block! It's so nice to just spend a couple of hours in bar with friends without a lot of planning and travel. And two hours was just about all I had in me. Bed soon.

That's a great book! I read it some time last year, and keep hoping for a second one. It fits in nicely with the Kiki Strike novels, thematically.

Steph, there IS a second one in an ARC that she was signing also. Bummer that I didn't get it.

Guess what I'm teaching for the next 14 days? Business.

bahahahahah.

ahem....

bahahahahahah

downside to this: I'm teaching business.

upside: I'm a mile away from home.

Mmm, I want to be able to go get those pies, Jessica. Those look like YUM. Also, I want other breakfast options close by other than doughnuts (delicious wonderful doughnuts they are, but...I want protein) or $7.50 crepes (delicious crepes. But expensive). Where is my cheap protein?? For lo, I am lazy, and unable to even order my coffee before I have drunk my coffee, in the morning. Much less MAKE my breakfast.

[edit: please note, I am a lazy urban mofo, and by nearby, I mean like, within three blocks. but that is why I pay the big bucks for my apartment, to live urban, right? maybe this summer when teh fancy new condos open up....vivace is moving closer...that's exciting...]

The Phoenix came up in a meeting and I was all "My friend's thing is the arm!" Of course, now they believe me because I have a picture of me and the earthbound rover on my cube wall. One advantage of working in this business is that everyone geeks out over stuff like that. Even as it is everyday business to us. I say "My dad manages the Sloan site." and there is a chorus of oooohs and I get peppered with questions. And my dad goes "my daughter works for [y'all know]" and half the time, they've interacted with me.

Still think that SDSS should raise money by taking all the drilled discs (for the survey, they drilled holed in a circular plate, each representing an object in the sky they wanted a spectra of. Then threaded fibro-o cables into the holes, observed, catching each object's spectrum) and turning them into coffee tables. Which reminds me, I should see if I can convince my dad to give me one. I already have an in on getting duplicate extra palomar survey plates (glass photographic sheets) that I'd love to frame up and display.

Hrm, yes, I'm a geek.

I've plans for laundry, a goodwill run, attacking one bedroom closet disaster and possibly an IKEA trip for bolster pillows for the new futon. I like the covering on the current pillows. How I'll find a cover fabric for the whole mattress that coordinates is beyond me.

I totally name-drop Lori all the time.

oh, you geeky people are so cute with your geekiness.

I'm trying to think of a 100 ways to be mellow and NONE are working for me. They've killed my relaxing weekend.