It's apparently the time of year when my gate doesn't want to close (it certainly seems to be seasonal, for whatever reason), which I found out when my neighbor called to tell me he had my dog. Hooray for ID tags with my phone number on Walter's collar!

My son is 9 and goes to the bathroom by himself in public, but it hasn't been a super long time - 2 years, max.

Sounds about right. When he was around 6 my son started wanting to use the men's room all the time, except he often felt nervous going in there by himself so he wanted me to come too. Er.... so we usually tried to find a family restroom, or he came into the women's, or he sucked it up and went into the men's. It wasn't until he was 7 that he felt comfortable going in by himself.

Glad Walter had tags! My gate doesn't like to close or open when it's humid, because the wood swells so much.

Ooo Tom, so groovy! Will definitely be shopping for prints for gifties

My gate doesn't like to close or open when it's humid, because the wood swells so much.

Yeah, that probably has something to do with it, although there also appears to be soil subsidence issues to complicate the matter. I don't know if that can properly be called seasonal. But I also suspect that the two forces are to some degree in opposition to each other.

Swept up the grass clippings and put everything away, so I guess that's it for the front yard. Maybe I'll start my taxes, see how that goes...

Hi Becky!

Ooo Tom, so groovy! Will definitely be shopping for prints for gifties

Yes, I need to look through Tom's back catalog for gifts... for me.

And let me tell you, the cost of providing wireless in a conference space is a huge racket. The hotel makes such bank on that.

I only stay in high-end hotels if work is paying for it or if it's a con hotel. When you have that many nerds in one concentrated space all trying to use wifi? HA. HA. HA.

I was very productive yesterday. So far today, I slept in super late, made coffee, and an omelet. I'm not getting anything else done until this Blackhawks game is over.

Yes, I need to look through Tom's back catalog for gifts... for me.

Same!

Did I scare Becky away with the fact that we live within blocks of each other? I promise I'm an introverted hermit.

Y'all, my tree damage makes me want to cry. I'm thinking at least 1/3 of the remaining branches will need to go.

Remember how I said the office cat did a cannonball into her water dish last night? Guess who forgot to take the roll of paper towels out of the office before shutting her into it? I returned at lunch time today to discover shredded paper bits EVERYWHERE!

I think this cat is auditioning for her own comedy movie franchise.

Is her name Keanu?