And I am slowly drowning in grading and house stuff. May need to go to Sears or Lowes tomorrow to buy a new washer, in which case all bets are off.

My life! I'd like for just a bit more slack.

Yup, I missed getting Emmett on a flight at 7 am even though we were in the terminal an hour and a half before the flight.

That is bad. Usually the early morning ones are a safe bet.

Chicago - May 15th till May 20th

I'll be free evenings the 15th-17th and all day on the 18th. Let me know if you are interested in seeing this. [link]

Well I've had an eventful night. I was on my way to prom (chaperoning, way less fun than Buffista prom) and got rear-ended. No real injuries and my car is drivable, but I won't be going anywhere tomorrow since I have to take the car to the dealership to leave for Monday -- I also have already taken a lot of Advil and a Flexoril to ward off the stiff back and neck I can already feel coming on. The car is going to need, ND estimates, about $5K of repairs. Sigh.

So sorry, Epic. I really wanted to see you.

Oh my gosh, that sucks! Ugh. I'm glad you're okay, but ack. Hope the estimates come out to be less than that.

Thanks, PC.

The cost won't matter--it wasn't my fault, and I've already filed a claim with the guy's insurance company. It's just going to add days to the repair.

Oh, Pix. I'm sorry, and glad you're OK.

I'll answer other posts tomorrow (Monday) - last week of work, and there's a lot I need to do.

Edit: double-posted, for some reason.

That must have been before you started calculating their children's ages and telling me about them in depth.

I think my brain still didn't recover from realizing that Franny was younger than my own almost-not-a-baby-anymore (and I really should find an online nickname for her, just like I have for her brother) when I met her.

Isaac wasn't even born yet. And Matilda. And Noah and Grace. And Dylan and Aeryn. And FAQBaby. And Ryan. And Casper was born the same year Franny was, and Dillo wasn't born yet either. And Aims was pregnant. And Kalee, and Lillian, and Rose and Glam's boys and that's only of the top of my head. How can time play such tricks on us? And then I remembered how taking a picture on your phone and immediately uploading it online was considered the peak of new gadgets and technology at the time (when riding a brontozaurus was the most popular way to get to school or something).

CJ turns 18 this summer and K-Bug is 24!

When I was lucky enough to meet them, K-Bug was a few years younger than the current age of CJ (who is a *kid*! How can he be almost-an-adult already? I can imagine K-Bug growing from the lovely teenager I got to meet, to a young woman, but I have to see CJ with my own eyes in order to believe what's going on with your calendar or timezone).

My babies are 19 (20 this summer!) and 22. And huge! They were only 7 and 9 when I found Buffistas.

Wow.

Then again, my own PiToddler is 3, and he was not even in any sort of planning stages when I first found Buffistas. He was not in any sort of planning stages when I got the most special present I have ever received in my life and got to fly to the USA and meet so many of you guys (10 years ago this summer - goodness, I need to check what's up with my calendar and timezone, not just all of yours!). It's looking at those oh-so-quickly growing children that makes me realize that indeed, time is flying. How can it be? *I* am almost the same! *I* did not really finish being a kid yet!

I need a word that says "staring at the computer screen, overwhelmed with gratitude and joy"

Swouncing.

got rear-ended.

Oh, Pix - good to read you're as OK as the situation may allow you to be. Good luck with all the exra stuff-to-deal-with.