Timelies all!

Gary took me (and Mr. S) out to dinner for my birthday, and to celebrate the end of Passover. We went to a Greek place that does small dishes. Mmm, roast lamb...

Among the gifts he gave me is a sweatshirt that says "Science is my superpower!" Heh...

Rang the doorbell at 3:45AM? Damn, he's lucky you didn't sic the dogs on him! (OK, probably the dogs might just lick someone, I dunno, but)

I actually did a fair bit of work today. And ordered some friends little presents to be delivered, which I am super excited about.

Rang the doorbell at 3:45AM? Damn, he's lucky you didn't sic the dogs on him! (OK, probably the dogs might just lick someone, I dunno, but)

For serious, though.

I held open a door at the y for a tot-carrying woman whose face so resembled ita's, I first froze and then about 10 strides later teared up.Eyes, brows, nose, mouth, hair, freckles, complexion, the whole shape of her face, but shorter than me and local accent. It was something.

Oof, that kind of thing is hard.

It was also nice to recognize her face. You know, like it hasn't been blurred by time? A comfort, if you will. It was an immediate recognition, not my brain grasping to map a face. I hadn't been thinking of her. But I have been now.

"I saw your doppelgänger today, but she was short and flat chested. Oh, and 18 month old cutie on her hip. I forgot to check out her hands. But it was eerie!"

Ion, I have a crazy schedule ahead:3 days of daylong meeting, neighborhood wine night tomorrow, software quick fix (if they get it working.) I'm preemptively tired.

Aww. Hugs sara.

I had dinner with friends. And once again failed to say to my one friend "I'm totes in love with. You"

Am also a little drunk

Yeah, sarameg, that aches.

Sheryl, I'm glad you had a nice birthday dinner. That sweatshirt sounds perfect.

Uh-oh, meara. How do things look in the light of day?