Happy Birthday, Scrappy!!! Have a wonderful day!

Happy Birthday, Scrappy!

Happy Scrappy Inferno!

Birthday happies!

Happy Scrappy Day, indeed.

Hi, Seska! Good to see your pixels.

Happy Scrappy!

Darn it, I have no JZ! I had a JZ when I woke up! Why must I return her?

Sigh.

Gronk. Work ate me starting from my bottom.

Plei, did your DH already tell you about how we pulled up right behind the bus as the driver was locking down the baggage section, and had to sprint out and flag him down at the speed of light? Thrilling! It was like being in a crazy urban adventure film or a TAR episode, only with a muzzy-headed child and a car seat.

Also, Matilda may possibly have talked his ear off about Teen Titans Go! on the drive out, for which I would apologize except that it was really damned cute.

I really, really, desperately wish we all lived close enough for something more than annual playdates. Except for the ridiculous heat wave, that was a truly blissy weekend.

Fortunately, today is Scrappy's birthday, which is a whole 'nother layer of blissy. Thank you for existing, Scrappy, and congratulations to your parents on bringing such awesomeness into the world!

Plei, did your DH already tell you about how we pulled up right behind the bus as the driver was locking down the baggage section, and had to sprint out and flag him down at the speed of light? Thrilling! It was like being in a crazy urban adventure film or a TAR episode, only with a muzzy-headed child and a car seat.

Ha! No, Paul has not been in contact yet this morning. I'll have to tell him how J and H were frantically trying to find ALL THE THINGS this morning when I dropped Lilly off at their house. They just got back from a week at J's folks' place, and of course, everything's still in suitcases.

I had been worried because we were running late, but they were running even later than we were!

By the way, latest update on my brother's wedding: apparently my dad was having a calm and rational conversation until my mom flipped out and everything became a yelling match again. Now the deal is that, actually, no, they can't do April/May because that's when a relative is getting married, so if they don't want a spring/summer wedding, they can have the wedding next October, since, after all, "There's an October every year." They now have no hope that my brother will dump FSIL, so they want some time to "heal" and get to know her, not having bothered to get to know her in the last two years. And my mom is coming here for a month next week, and they can't be bothered to meet her before then, or after then, or anything, I guess. Also, if my brother goes through with this, it will be a sign to the family that marrying a white woman is acceptable, never mind the fact that my cousin is openly dating a Filipina girl and his parents don't care. Never mind the fact that the rest of the family already supports my brother. Finally, they're mad at my brother for talking to his aunts and uncles about this because it was a big secret only they were allowed to talk about, not, you know, his actual life.

I just get angrier and angrier at them for the way they're treating him.

I don't blame you for being angry at them. And I presume your brother will have the wedding when he and his fiance damn well want, without regard for their arbitrary scheduling demands.