Aww, poor Matilda. But OMG, she's old enough for tumbling?!?!

She can somersault, jump on the trampoline and hang from a bar and put up her feet. She won't go on the trapeze though that is part of the course.

Her lump has gone down after a nap and doesn't look so bad. She was mollified with chocolate milk and a Christmas cookie (blue star).

Usually I'm there to spot her on anything she's playing on at the Circus Center (and everything is padded except the wall). But another kid had run out underneath the bungie cord boat path and I had scooped her up to return her to her parents. I turned around in time just to see Matilda cry out and grab her head.

"Surrender!" would be "Livrez-vous!"

Thanks, megan! Would that work for a military surrender? (Directed at the captain of a ship.)

The deadline is in a few hours, so there's no need to go through your anthologies.

But that is an assumption, based on BEARS.

Since I've completed my assignment for Yuletide, I'm running around for other people, editing and doing research. I've lost track of the number of stories I've looked at in the last day.

I'm running around for other people, editing and doing research.

You are a very good person, Shrift.

blessed blessed internet access.

I am in such a state over the mess on every surface of my apartment that I think I will just walk through room with bags and make a trip to the thrift store for a drop off this week I swear I do not understand how I accumulate this much just stuff.

Due entirely to the generosity of Buffistas, I've at least doubled the pics at Silver Foxes.

Thanks!

BTW, Linus Roache is looking a bit silvery now - at least on L&O, but I could not find a decent picture showing that.

And ion, the Bidens are going to adopt a second pup - this one from the pound. (Apparently, there was an uproar that he was going to a breeder instead of adopting from rescue.)

You put up the Kenny Rogers! And the Kris Kristofferson!

She can somersault, jump on the trampoline and hang from a bar and put up her feet.

Wow! Also, poor bunny.

I went into Manhattan, which was total amateur hour. No one knew where they were going, except the 100000000 people with their 4000000000 kids going to something at Madison Square Garden. I did see Cadillac Records, which was just OK.

I had a massage and had Thai food with my gluten- and dairy-intolerant mother (oh, holiday cooking is going to be so fun), and now I should get dressed for a party.

But I'm all comfy on my couch with my fleece blankie around me!

Still, party! Must get up.

I am dying for a massage, but have been waiting for my post-Christmas vacation, in hopes of maintaining the relaxation.