Really? Tell him to add merry Xmas to the end of the text and get over it. This shit is important and asking someone to boot up her email for five minutes is not exactly burning down the Christmas tree.

I deleted because I was afraid I was being a big whiner, but -- thank you. I'm not *blaming* her; I have no idea who dropped the ball on what end. But it still needs to be sorted out, and if I could do it all by myself, I wouldn't be bothering anyone with it. But I can't do it all by myself, and she's the one who wrangles this stuff, so it needs to be followed up on.

Timelies all!

Happy Birthday Jesse, Theo and Rayne!

Back to work today, which was pretty quiet. (Not really a surprise.)

Away in a dairy
No mold for his bed
Our Little Lord Cheeses
Laid down his sweet curd

... oh dear. This could go badly.

I am arrived in Wedding Central. Dear lord. It is crazy up in here.

After 3 cups of coffee, 3 cups of tea, and 4 pieces of chocolate, I should really be more awake than this.

Beds, fridge, w&d left at old place. Time to do another run!

Happy birthday, Theo and Jesse!

And thanks for all the birthday wishes!

I was just thinking I should be eating more cheese, but I guess I did just have two varieties of cheese for post-theater snack. One in spinach-artichoke dip, and neufchatel in a torta. MMMMMM.

Had chicken Marsala for a birthday dinner, which is close to my ideal of culinary heaven. I wonder if I could make it at home?

It's pretty easy actually. But get good Marsala, not the cooking stuff you get at the grocery.