Argh. Cracked my phone's screen (fell out of my shirt pocket when I bent over, just like last time. I am not doing a good job of learning from my mistakes, though I guess it did take me over a year to do it again). Not sure what I'm going to do about that.
Other than that a good day, though. Laser tag and miniature golf turned out to be in separate locations, and I didn't get to the golf, but laser tag was really fun. And we had credits to play the arcade games that don't give you tickets to redeem for prizes, which included pinball. I played a lot of pinball in college, and I haven't entirely lost my touch. Definitely haven't lost my ability to get totally absorbed in playing pinball.
My periodontist appointment tomorrow got moved from 10:20 to noon, which means putting in more work before I leave but makes it that much less probable that I will go back to the office afterwards. I'm not above starting my weekend early in this circumstance, I think.
Aw, man, looks like my GPS stopped tracking when I dropped my phone. Fingers crossed that it was just interrupted...
AND my headache went away after I had lunch. I am thinking it was probably more due to the diet pepsi than the pizza, but who knows.
It had to happen eventually: online order so completely wrong it is comical. Wrong product, wrong # of items, random address label not mine stuck to the inside of one box. Of course, something I was waiting on because I've not been able to find it reliably locally. Sigh.
Crazy, sarameg.
So it turns out that I no longer have the stamina to remain a decent human being past the dinner hour. I am now hiding from the rest of my family. I have so much work left to do before I go to bed tonight. Shit!
Amazon publishes fetish porn?
I will only say that I hear the phrase "dinosaur erotica" in meetings way more often in my current job than I ever did at the Beeb.
I would be very surprised to hear "dinosaur erotica" in a meeting. I just don't see cookware moving in that direction.
I'm sorry you feel the need to hide, Burrell, but I want to acknowledge that sometimes it's the right choice.
If we do come out with, say, an erotic dinosaur cake decorating kit, I will never stop laughing.
Thanks to Lip Sync battle, I am pretty sure I am going to be thinking "I'm Rick James, Bitch" for the next couple of days.
Kids went to bed just fine, so phew! And that friend I am working with had a way worse day than I did so we aren't grant writing tomorrow, which means I can devote the day to syllabus writing instead. So much less stressed now.
Parenting anxiety question: So my daughter got tracked into the regular math track, not the accelerated math. I strongly suspect this is where she belongs right now as last year math was such a flail. Like she had 6 simple problems for homework today and got all 6 wrong on her first go. I made her erase and go back and review the explanations first, then reread the problems and redo them. I keep telling myself it'll be fine, and that common core math is aimed to get everyone through the college pre-reqs. But the school district makes a big deal about dual tracking for math and she seems to have just slipped off the higher track. Not sure what to do.
