Eeek, Vortex. I hope that no one else noticed your door.

Yay, job for Erin!

Get better, Ginger, really quickly.

Barb, you were entirely lickable in that dress.

You realize that Matilda is really likely to develop a thing for older guys, don't you? I sooooo looked up to my oldest brother....

am home now. Boy that heat is something, even at night. Close to two hours to get home. Double whammy of construction closures, and one of the roadways closed due to major accident. Oy.

Oh, and a ~ma request. I went to the game with my boss, and his boss. We all survived working at old job place. Anyhow, half way thru the game he gets a page. His 8 yo daughter broke her arm doing a cart wheel. The family is supposed to go on holiday to the coast. The coast that is bracing for a hurricane. Ya, he has a lot of luck right now. Unfortunetly it's all bad. Anyhow, some Buffista~ma couldn't hurt for them.

Since Hec mentioned hoodies, Isaac was talking yesterday in that way toddlers do where they create some internal universe and then describe it to you. Anyway he was saying "yes because he wears a hoodie because it's so cold on the moon. That's how cold it is," and I thought poor little LA boy thinks that hoodie = cold weather.

Lillian and Isaac need to get together again and hang. They could share universe information!

I'm trying to map hers. It's kind of complicated. And seems to center around things that happened once, when she was a girl construction worker, and the jaguars didn't think she was a tasty snack.

(There's so much construction near her daycare that, err, we've taken to Construction Worker Watching, describing their plumage and habitats. She's constantly on the lookout. "Are there construction workers there? Way up high off in the distance?")

Ooh, Vortex, that is such a scary thing to get home to!! Did you walk in, or did you call someone? Did you realize right away that it was the rug??

Barb, you look amazing in that dress!

Erin, yayayayayayayayayayay!!! I'm so glad they noticed the wonderfulness that is you!

Vortex, that is scary.

Did you walk in, or did you call someone? Did you realize right away that it was the rug??

I was wondering the same thing.

Tonight, my friend, K, and I got our asses handed to us at pub trivia. Dear me. One of the categories was James Bond theme songs and we sucked at it. We still had fun, but heavens, we did not do well.

I've not skimmed; I've read it all.

But that has left me no time to actually post anything.

Love to you all.

And this working through the weekend and 15-hour days can stop anytime.

I'm going to have a hell of a trip back East in October. Gotta go to Philly for work, and want to include FUN weekend in New York either before or after.

And my company OWES me.

Good night.

I'm trying to map hers. It's kind of complicated. And seems to center around things that happened once, when she was a girl construction worker, and the jaguars didn't think she was a tasty snack.

I love how kid minds work.

Annabel's thing is to stage "shows" with her toys--plays or movies. If you try to interrupt her or tell her it's bathtime or bedtime, she will indignantly tell you that the show is not over yet, and it's going to be a long show. I've gone from thinking we have a third-generation architect on our hands to wondering if she's going to be a screenwriter or a director.

She says she wants to be an astronaut when she grows up, though. Or a zebra.

She could be a Moon-visiting Zebra!

(There's so much construction near her daycare that, err, we've taken to Construction Worker Watching, describing their plumage and habitats. She's constantly on the lookout. "Are there construction workers there? Way up high off in the distance?")

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hooray for new job Erin! feel much better soon Ginger!

and now I need to read about 2,000 posts. And sleep some more. We woke up at 3:30 am. Well, we were woken up by a time-zoned toddler.

Timelies everyone