Don't get me started on Friends quotes.

"Go Go Jason Waterfalls".

LOLOLOLOL!

I thought Obla di Obla da contained the lines "Happy as a rafter in the marketplace". I thought it was weird, but I thought maybe the rafter was happy because it was overlooking all the happy families shopping!

And the very pervasive "You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille. 400 children and a crop in the field." I felt so sorry for him, with all those children! I think I thought they ran some sort of orphanage.

At docs office getting ready to be rubber banded. Blood pressure is good. Made the nurse laugh. Any calm/go easy ~Ma would be great. Not used to big things entering that zone.

Close to an hour and no doc. You'd think, after a lifetime of doc appointments, I'd be used to this. Glad I used the rest room prior to signing in.

I don't know what rubber banded means but I hope it goes quickly.

Yeah, I thought you just meant the blood pressure cuff but now I'm searching my brain wondering what on earth that is (or if I really want to know!)

Ok help? I've been asked (and its admitted to be a slightly evil question) what qualities (uh, presumably good ones) do I bein to a friendship and/or a relationship? I am completely stumped. I'm like "uh...I'm like, fun and shit? Except less so that when I was younger? And I...am not a flaky person who doesn't have their shit together, except in how I'm never around?" Neither of those are terily descriptive (or singular). Help?

I'll just say to consider if you want to idly image google. Because I didn't think through that decision at all before I did.

Of course I do think you are fun, but perhaps something like you're a genuine person, not one to play games, sincere, no bullshit. That is a quality I find important in relationships.

So I'm partially moved and there are still issues. There's this whole issue of concrete being poured right in front of the parking area/my front door at the old place on Monday when we're suposed to move everything.

Although with my landlady and the neighbors we've figured out a work around.

Then there's my mailbox issue. Where I am now has the big metal mailboxes with multiple boxes, I went to the Post Office, told them when I was moving, filled out a change of address, and was told the lock would be changed on the 4th. It's not changed because I can't get into the mailbox. And my mail is forward (I guess I haven't been back up to St albans) and I want my mail!

So I'm going to the post office in the morning.

Internet works and I decided I was going to relax and watch some of Bob's Burgers through the Roku player which isn't working. It says it's getting a wireless connection but then nothing will load. I haven't tried contacting Roku because I'm just pretty much at my limit on what I can do.

Plus I brought a wrong box of clothes so I don't have any of my warmer clothes and it took a turn for the cold. I can't turn on the heat because it's kerosone and the people here before used it all up. There will be a delivery tomorrow but Will thinks it will have to be primed.

And then work has been kind of crazy. My supervisor wants me to take on the multi channel position (answer the phones, take orders over the phones, etc) and I need to start getting some time in because in 2 weeks I'll be doing that 2 nights by myself.

And there's a full time position opening up that would flex between that and cashier. I think I'm going to apply for it but I don't know. I've felt so stressed lately but Will keeps reminding me I've been stressed because of the move and the long drive and to hold off.

I could really use a therapist right now but I'm sitll looking for one.

billy, you made me write a fic

Awesome ficcitude.

Alas, an era has come to an end. Ryan has discovered, courtesy of his friends' reading material, that Spiderman in fact catches bad guys, not naughty spiders. My boy now lives in a world where naughty spiders go unpunished.

On a more serious note, ever since he turned one, Ryan has been attending the same childcare, run by two sisters, Jenny and Shirley. He's gone through each room (split by age bracket). Jenny and Shirley absolutely adore him (especially Shirley, who ran the middle room).

They announced a couple of weeks ago that they're retiring. Today is their last day. Ryan isn't at childcare on Fridays, so yesterday was his last day with them. Biyi and I came over in the afternoon to wish them farewell. Ryan had picked out cards for each of them. (Birthday cards, but the details are unimportant.) One of them got a sparkly buitterfly, the other a collection of racing cars. We also gave them each a Chinese painted glass jewelry box. Lastly, for each of them, we had a double photo frame. The first picture was Ryan when he was one year old, when he started coming to childcare; the second photo was of our little boy today. (Different selections in each case.)

Ryan's been very fortunate there. They've always provided excellent care, and he's felt right at home there. he's learned a great deal from them. We can only hope the incoming owners will continue the same standards.