She did, Kat. I had her going into almost every room, including the disaster zone of CJ's room. She wasn't happy when one clue led her to the box with Grandma's ashes. Not like the next clue was IN the box. It was just under it...

The treasure at the end of the hunt? Tickets to see Bill Cosby live on Saturday.

Okay, tomorrow, I'm going into the office. I'm going into the 2hr meeting where I will be grilled about the system unavailability Sunday morning, and about the intranet unavailability yesterday afternoon. I have to pretend I have a sold handle on what went wrong and how we can fix it, even though I'm not one of the techs that worked on either problem. MotherFUCKER.

In the office.

Makeup, even, Maybe a skirt.

Bed now.

Sleep well, ita.

For the past month I've been thinking about how much I wish I could have another kid. But there are so many compelling reasons against it:

1. I SUCK at being pregnant.

2. Hell, I suck at getting pregnant and I'm even older and less fertile now.

3. Toddlerhood and potty training again? no thank you.

4. My own health is worse now.

But if I did get pregnant again, I'd be totally lazy, chocolate eating, feet up on the couch, take me to high risk unit for 7 months of bed rest, thank you very much, yes I'll have a cerclage now to keep my cervix closed kind of preggo. Forget this need to be tough and independent shit. No yoga. No swimming. Just a big fat lazy 9 months of stress and anxiety.

Umm... perhaps it's a bad idea after all.

Oops. I killed Natter.

I've been sleeping badly lately, so I've been driving to work late (and staying late). Today I actually got up early enough to take the train.

I blame the boringness of this post on lack of caffeine.

It's my mother's birthday today. I think it would have been her 75th.

I'm listening to the "Modern Art Notes" podcast. They're talking about the Ghent Altarpiece.

Modern?

I had an exciting morning at the dentist, getting fitted for my night guard. $500! WTF. I couldn't be bothered shopping around, since I'm generally happy with my dentist, but this shit better help me.

Kat, I think bed-rest is a little trickier with existing children? Just saying.... A preggo friend of mine went to the hospital last night thinking it was labor (and posted on FB about it), and all I could wonder was, what did they do with the two current children? I guess got her father or sister out of bed and over to either watch them or drive her? Luckily, they are all local.

Port removal day, whoooooo.

I want coffee like whoa though, and can't have any.

Yay port removal!

Yay port removal!

Kat, being on bedrest with existing children is tough, and I only did it with a five-year-old in kindergarten half days for three weeks. Not that it's a reason *not* to have another child if you want to.

Jesse, my mom was out in WY when we had Ben, and that was part of the reason she came out -- we hadn't made any friends close enough I felt I could call them in the middle of the night to stay with Jake. And with Sara, we left Jake and Ben sleeping, with a note, and called my parents to come to the house as we were leaving for the hospital (Jake was eleven, and Ben was almost six).