What is this, just a Friday-posting blog now? Forgiveness, please, my job has me pinned down like a frog in biology class. (now find my duodenum.)
Here is the weekly collection of mostly unrelated mishmash you may have come to expect:
Thanks for that. I’ve missed you.
Me: Your hair is getting really long. How long are you going to grow it out?
A: What do you mean?
Me: I mean, like, do you want shoulder-length long hair, or Fabio-long hair?
A: I want to grow it long enough so that I can wrap it around under my chin and make a beard out of it.
A’s Chanitx Update:
One night of sleepwalking
One very, very proud wife.
I stayed home today to study again. Here’s how it went:
7:45: Drop Bird at Daycare.
7: 46: Run into my friend C. dropping off her little one at Daycare.
7:50: Go to breakfast with C. Delightful!
8:45: Return home and gather laundry, start laundry, various household tedium, listen to NPR.
9:00: Receive call from baby brother, with whom I have not chatted leisurely in a coon’s age. Catch up on ailing relatives, current job woes, political candidates, cat medicines, LOST.
11:15: Study. Really! I studied a proper long time, even while I ate my lunch. (egg noodles, frozen peas and carrots, shredded cheddar, Bragg’s. Yum.
(okay, in my head right now I hear a little Asian woman saying “Oh! You should study! A proper long time!” like in that 2 Live Crew song.)
And now it is time to pay bills and finish the laundry and collect my child from daycare.
And now, a video clip in which:
- My homemade highlights are clearly visible (and unimpressive… yipes)
- I try my best to blend into the couch with my new green Goodwill skirt
- Birdy sings “Cows in the Kitchen” with a spectacular vocal dismount. She’s got some flair, that kid.