the notary that was going to come around 5 is still not here and not answering texts. annoying.

but, I have used up 2 food items from the fridge and tossed 2 bad veggie things. half the house is vacuumed and I am poised to get at least 3 things off the TiVo.

if the notary does get here before 8, then I will also go fill the car with gas and get cat food, but of not, then those happen tomorrow morning.

I am going to Phoenix for overlapping work conferences where I'll be the admin on duty and general gopher for 120 people.

Yikes -- good luck with that.

Congrats for being the hostess with the mostess, Cowgirl!

Oh Cass, that's too much. I'm sorry.

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Good job, Jesse!

It comes as no surprise that Pumpkin has an unholy love for yogurt. However, I was not expecting to have to defend my peas from her. She really likes them!

It's kind of sad how stressed out I was for something that, in the end, was a really low-key event. God forbid I ever have a big dinner party! Or anything fancy.

Yay good party, Jesse!

I am stoked because I found the official results for the race I ran this morning: 39:53! I thought I was going slower than last time, that I was walking more, but no! Over three minutes faster than last time! Woot! It's almost a respectable pace!

And then I went to my first sewing class (of four) and made a decently nice and useful totebag! I'd have picked other colors, but it was easy enough that I think I can make another one.

Good on both counts, meara!

she just responded and is on the way. Jesusita.

ok. done.

dinner consumed and floors mopped.

I prefer swimming in the faster lane because I'm not a good passer. Or rather, it makes me mad (especially when the slower one doesn't let you go first when you hit a turn at the same time.) Getting passed makes me go faster and that makes me happier, not mad. And faster swimmers generally have been better passers. All told, I just try to split lanes.

I need my fast swim buddies to start coming at my usual times. I've gotten so slow since Madrid.