We got rid of a chest of drawers and DVD player via Craigslist, but the people who were interested in the microwave and filing cabinet flaked out. Shocker.

I think every move, I feel the same way. But I really have to be in the right mood or phase to get rid of stuff.

I thought he looked a bit like John Barrowman in one or two of the pictures.

I agree. I nearly made the comment that if he'd dressed up in a great coat, I'd make the drive.

I agree. I nearly made the comment that if he'd dressed up in a great coat, I'd make the drive.

I loved living in Portland. I could move back. Except I think erin should date him instead.

When I moved to Portland, I though I'd culled but I still had way too much and got rid of a ton that I'd paid to move. Moving here, I was ruthless packing. Donate, sell, toss. And unpacking I totally made the right call. A couple of clothing items that should have been donated, curtains I'd had stored a long time and that ended up not surviving the wash here and cookie sheets because my Mom got me a new set.

I was brutal packing for here. And I don't think I've missed any of it. Useful, beautiful or sentimental. And sentimental needed to hit a pretty high mark. I even got rid of books. A lot of books.

So here is the highlight of my day. Biyi is on the Victorian committee of Australia's professional interpreting body, AUSIT. They have an email list. Today, Biyi allowed Ryan to play with her iPhone while she was working on something else. She found later on that Ryan had managed to email the entire committee:

Subject: D

Eee
Sent from my iPhone

Biyi learned of all this when she received a reply:

"What does this mail means as there is no text/attachments & the subject is ‘D’. I thought we agreed at the last committee meeting to avoid such mails to improve the quality of the group communications by reducing unnecessary correspondence & directing personal mails & ’thank you’ responses to concerned persons only to avoid mail over load & clustering."

I'm tempted to lend Ryan my phone next, and see where it leads.

Good luck, sumi! (And erin too!)

This!

I may not be alone in wanting to get an email from Ryan.

That is hilarious bt. It's even funnier if I picture Ryan grinning, "Eeee!"

That's funny I hope that the committee is understanding.

I'm going to request some ~ma for my aunt Jane. Just good thoughts and vibes. Today would have been her son's 39th birthday. It's doubly hard because it's my cousin John's birthday and there's a party for him tonight she's not going to attend (I talked to her and she said she was looking forward to some time alone). It's hard being so far away and I wish I could give her hug. I called her instead and talked to her.

Ok, a short vent with the caveat that I love my kids and don't really want to get rid of them, but damn! Ellie has been sick with what we assume is rotavirus since Friday morning. So ill that I took her to the ER Friday afternoon. They proscribed Zofran and while she is still miserable, she at least can keep liquids down. She drank 16 oz of Gatorade this morning and didn't pee until around 2. Sammy has been sick with a milder version since Monday night although he is now better and full of energy. Ellie can't go to school tomorrow. She's still in too much pain and way too stinky. Just now, Frisco begged me to let him take a nap after refusing to touch the three dinner options I have him. I took his temp and he has a low fever. If he gets sick, I will just lose it.

My mom has been very helpful this weekend and I'm so grateful for her. But I'm borderline sick too. Everything just makes me nauseous and exhausted. Like I said, I love them all but if Frisco starts puking, I will just collapse in a heap and cry.