February 18th, 2004

little review

Poem for Wednesday

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mandc100, the cannon challenge: "Night Practice". Heh.

Last night at about 12:30 a.m. my husband announced that he was going to take his car in for servicing today, which would leave me without a vehicle. We quarreled, so he decided not to bring the car in today so I could have the van, as I have to review tonight and had wanted to get out for awhile today. The punchline is that I was so tired from discussing this until one in the morning that I slept late, and now I have to write articles and fold laundry and probably won't end up leaving the house anyway. Sigh.

One of my oldest friends in fandom called to tell me that she is coming to a seminar at the Pentagon next week and needs a place to crash and watch the Oscars. Whoo!

I forgot to mention that this was on my chair at dinner the other night. My son swears that it is not from him. I am a bit concerned that Russell Crowe is calling me "Mommy" (and apparently cannot spell his own name -- maybe he was very drunk?) but amused nonetheless.



On a related note, Jack and Stephen are FLYING off the bird feeder trying to make the seeds scatter all over the deck so they can eat them. Must remember to post pictures from the ice storm feeder incident later.