I can't remember the last time I've seen a movie, solo or otherwise. And I have a whole stackful of DVDs that are still shrinkwrapped. Lately I don't have much desire for anything except some food and sleep when I get home. I left the office at 8:45 this evening, and that? IS. JUST. WRONG.

No! Say it ain't so. [link]

edit: A few Stellas are no excuse for bad spelling and grammar.

I thought I was going to have a nice quiet evening without the kids. Instead I get a call almost an hour after they left with Kelly crying that she is lost and doesn't know how to either get where she was going or get back home. Full on trauma time.

Thanks to Google they are almost home, but I was on the phone anticipating every intersection and relaying directions through CJ. I sat on my couch for all of it, but my heart is still pounding in empathy.

Java - don't mention this to her on Sunday unless she brings it up.

Java - don't mention this to her on Sunday unless she brings it up.

I won't. ETA: However, I do plan to bring up how she "rocked her shift" in the retail world!

I have to get ready for Owen's birthday party on Sunday. I need to figure out how to make a dozen dragon eggs for the kids to paint.

And bake some gluten-free cupcakes for one of his classmates.

Ugh, Suzi. That's nerve-wracking for both of you. Yay for teh interweb!

Cash, I have no idea what dragon eggs are, but they sound cool. And I can't believe Owen's having yet another birthday. The sprog need to stop sprouting.

They are home and she is just sobbing. I don't know how to comfort her on this. I tried to offer a hug and she shrugged me off and went to her room.

Owen's birthday. Wow. Before we know it, he'll be asking for the car keys.

So, I haven't brought it up lately, but...my ear. Do any of you have experience with tinnitus? Please tell me that after 3 months of hearing the ocean in my right ear, it might possibly go away some day? I put it out there to y'all, with the depth and breadth of your experience. I finally finished week 4 of antibiotics. Ear is still not fine. I go see the highly recommended ENT on the 13th. There is a mass that is blocking the view of the Eustacian tube right now, and my regular doc can't get it out. The ENT has special equipment. I am very hopeful that once the mass is gone, I'll be much improved. The concert the other night was such a bad experience (hearing-wise for me, otherwise the concert was great, according to my friend) that I will not attend another until (and if) I get my hearing back. It's month 10 of fluid (of indetermined cause) buildup, month 4 of earraches, one month since my ear blew up on the airplane to London, one month of anti-biotics. I am SO over it.

ETA: Suzi, she probably was scared and is now embarrassed. I'd just leave her alone for a while.

Oh, Suz. But yay that she called you, and you got her home safe.

Tomorrow night I am going to drink too much and get annoyed with people who are getting annoyed at me for not paying enough attention to the "games" we are playing. Unless it's Boggle or Scrabble or something; then I'll pay attention.

Blah blah blah "Ginger" blah blah.

Thank you, quester.