I think the thing with Marshall saying only good things about his crappy job was meant to prepare all of us for how to talk about the HIMYM finale. So I'll just say, thank god that's done and I never have to watch another one ever.

I don't even know what the dynamic is. It's not give and take, necessarily.

The Readers Digest version goes like this. It's a day off. She wanted to spend time together. I had committed to going to an award ceremony where Grace got an award at 10:30 in the AM (which screws up your day). Noah got an award at the same thing last month, but didn't inform us until AFTER so we couldn't attend. She thought it was crap to go because we didn't go for Noah (confused about that logic) and that it was taking up too much time in the middle of the day she wanted to spend together. Even though going to this thing would have been us spending time together. Just sort of sucky time.

I mean, she's our DAUGHTER and she was thrilled that I was there. It took 30 minutes. But it caused a fight of epic proportions.

I want to say, stop being jealous of the kids and get over it. They require a lot of time and effort because they are KIDS.

Being jealous of work is a little more defensible, but it's the only area of life where I feel like I have a locus of control.

So yeah. I have three things that take up all my time -- family (K included), work and my health problems. Blargh.

Ha!

ETA: that was to Jess. Your stuff sounds difficult, Kat. Kids and relationships are outside my scope at this time, but you have my sympathy.

Aw, Kat. I'm sorry. That stuff is so hard to balance.

Just watched HIMYM on the west coast here--I didn't have any problem with the dead part, but a huge issue with other things.

I felt like the dead part was pretty well telegraphed a few weeks ago. The Barney Robin divorce? Not ok. Barney as dad? Weird. But the Ted going back to Robin? No. Just no.

Ugh Kat, that sounds frustrating. I know in our house, the thing that causes the fight often isn't the actual thing, if that makes sense? Well I am happy to offer you an ear, either in person, phone, or email, if that helps.

Heads up: Today is Internet Jackass Day. Stay alert.

It's done. I came to work like normal because I wasn't told otherwise and just in case it didn't happen this morning. Too early. So I've been banished to the basement where I'm killing time putting in a load if dirty table cloths from the bridge party.

Heads up: Today is Internet Jackass Day. Stay alert.

I actually look forward to what NPR and Google come up with.

I also remember with chagrin the year Opening Day was on April 1. My desk at work was situated so that I couldn't get AM radio, but one of my co-workers, in another room, could. So he had the game on and would periodically come over and tell me what was happening.

Well, that was the year that the home plate umpire died during the game. And when my co-worker (who was a notorious prankster) told me, I didn't believe him, because it was April 1. Ooops.

Just I was falling asleep last night, with Pumpkin curled in my hair and snoring, there was this enormous racket. It seriously sounded like someone trying to break it. Both Pumpkin and I leaped out of bed and I followed her...

…to the spare bedroom where Loki had opened the cabinet and was trying to pull out the drawer containing their food. Which has only been kept in there a week.

Good news: I don't think he can get the drawer open. Bad news: time to find a new location AGAIN because he's persistent. And that was noisy.

Pumpkin and I went back to bed after I'd put a tub of litter in front of the door.