ND, your boss may pay you well, but he has unreasonable expectations as to the workload you can handle.

The joy of being the boss.

Drew, you want me to call you boss and tell him you need some nap time?

I'm feeling super boring because I just arrived in Vegas and all I did was get some snacks and a hard cider at the gift shop and come back to my room because even though it's 10:30 here, it feels like 12:30 to me. Plus it has been a week of Mondays. I'll have fun tomorrow...

Have fun in Vegas. I was planning to attend LDI and then things just got way too busy back here. It's good stuff, looking like we may be picking up a few new projects in 2016 and if I'm really lucky one of them might be in Paris!

Sweet!

My main current problem with Grey's Anatomy: the one mention per episode of Meredith's children. Where are they?? Who is taking care of them???

Since we're keeping track this week:

Bed at 3; asleep at 3:30; up and working at 5.

I swear half the people I know are in Vegas this week. And FB keeps throwing pics at me from the last time I was there, two years ago this week.

But even if my plans hadn't changed, aurelia and I would have passed each other in the air, and what fun is that?

Sounds pretty fun, like trapeze artists.

Not your sleep schedule, that doesn't sound fun.

That's a good question, Jesse. I was gonna say magic daycare at the hospital, but then they'd be in the carpool discussing Maggie's sex life. And everyone she knows was at the dinner party except her kids. Perhaps they are off with one of Derek's other sisters somewhere.

Bed at 9:30, up at 4:45, and only one visit to the bathroom in the night. Go Team. (My record so far is 8.)

I am in Canberra! My brother-in-law is turning forty, which warrants some kind of acknowledgment, I guess. It has been quite possibly the most inept attempt at air travel of my adult life, thanks to the entire family suffering throat infections and making some truly questionable decisions, quite possibly after chugging cough medicine. These include getting to the airport a half hour roughly as our plane was taking off, booking a rental car with two different companies and leaving behind all Ryan's pyjamas AND underpants.

And yet, here we are. We have an excellent view from our hotel room. Ryan has a play date on Sunday at a fantastic kiddies' playground - it cost, I kid you not, $3 million. [link]

Now if only I could stop coughing up a lung, we would be set.

Bed at 11:30. Up at 3:30 to feed ltc. Up at 7 when TCG left for work, and up again at 8 with ltc.